Acting Up

[Intro]
(What up, Uce?)
Ayy, let me call you right back, I'm in the booth
Give me two seconds
Call Steve up
Alright
Yeah
Look, ayy

[Chorus]
See them hoes twerkin' in this bitch, they be actin' up
See frowns all on niggas' face like they ain't have enough
Put a hand on me in this bitch and they gon' bag you up
Always a nigga in this bitch that be actin' tough
Blowin' za, headed to Memphis, I did a turnaround
Nothin' but parolees and felons in my background
Lil' nigga, make you backflip, ain't no back down
You takin' anything from me, look how that sound

[Verse 1]
I was eight, punchin' on them niggas on the playground (Yeah)
We can shoot it out, I've been waitin' any day now (Yeah)
Last nigga, left him in the store with his face down
I went broke, had to take a trip on a Greyhound
Duckin' off all 'round this bitch, it get tricky
They like, "Who the king of L.A.?" and I'm like, "Nipsey"
Baby popped a Perc and then she put on Pretty Ricky
Send her out of town for thirty days and I need fifty (Yeah)
I don't know them niggas, but I hear they tryna diss me (Nah)
I'ma shoot a nigga in his back like he Ricky
Fifty rounds on me, tell a nigga come get with me
Play that 2Pac in this bitch and we get jiggy
Tried to knock me down last year, but they ain't hit me
Gotta pray to God 'cause I know that he was with me
Ignorin' all these bitches in my DM like they miss me
You ain't entertainin', lil' bitch, you ain't Missy

[Chorus]
See them hoes twerkin' in this bitch, they be actin' up
See frowns all on niggas' face like they ain't have enough
Put a hand on me in this bitch and they gon' bag you up
Always a nigga in this bitch that be actin' tough
Blowin' za, headed to Memphis, I did a turnaround
Nothin' but parolees and felons in my background
Lil' nigga, make you backflip, ain't no back down
You takin' anything from me, look how that sound

[Verse 2]
Push-start, pulled off the lot, I dropped twenty (Huh?)
Ridin' 'round with a hundred rounds in the Bentley (Yeah)
Spent fifteen hundred on the sweater, it's Givenchy
Classy bitch or a ghetto bitch, I ain't picky
Wock' with vanilla, park my whip up at Joe's
I know you think they rap, lil' bitch, they pimp hoes
Inspired when I seen them drug dealers in a Rolls
Like how the fuck they spend all that money on them clothes?
Interested in murder, I was interested in gold
Tell me, why you fuckin' with that nigga and he told? (Huh?)
Oh you got a gun now? Nigga, think you bold?
Smash, hit the gas, and took journeys on the road
Six in my twenty ounce, she playin' with her nose
Straps in the set, they like, "Nigga, who you know?"
A nigga 'round this bitch, I go to court with my pole
Let off shots in this bitch and everybody get low

[Chorus]
See them hoes twerkin' in this bitch, they be actin' up
See frowns all on niggas' face like they ain't have enough
Put a hand on me in this bitch and they gon' bag you up
Always a nigga in this bitch that be actin' tough
Blowin' za, headed to Memphis, I did a turnaround
Nothin' but parolees and felons in my background
Lil' nigga, make you backflip, ain't no back down
You takin' anything from me, look how that sound