Action Figures Lyrics

I know you sick, them niggas spent and left your partner in the grass

This ain't no competition I'm like 200 steps in front of your bitch ass

I tried to dead it, he kept tryna press it, tempted me to spazz

Now your mama's stressin' out here frying fish trying to bury your bitch ass

All them dead niggas in your bio, why you taking pics

You need to be taking trips, hoe you need to be slidin'

Hoe where the fuck your iron? Hoe, where the fuck yo blick?

I thought you was a demon, thought you was built like this

Niggas tuck they tail, then bow down

Make it make sense

I'm just speaking facts

They killed my brother, I can't even relax

You full of rage, but you ain't gonna let shit bang

I cannot relate, I can't wait to blank

I got an issue, bro, it's huntin' season

We hunt for no reason, you sweet as angel food, you is not no demon

Hustler first, but known for taxing niggas dope wrapped in plastic, nigga

Better ask my niggas that's known for whacking niggas

Dez will whack a nigga

He ain't gon' blow, he act just like my hoe

So I slapped that nigga,

Yea, think I'm rapping

Bitch, we bout that action, ya'll just action figures

Used to play with Ninja turtles, G.I. Joe

Let that G5 blow

Niggas put on the show to impress a hoe

That we been smashed, been in her throat

Been in that bitch guts, make her spit her lunch

You swear you thuggin' beefin' over a slut

My nigga, what the fuck

He just need some love, he just need a hug

And his bitch, I don't need shit

But my blick and my 30 clip

Remember I ain't have 50 cent, shit was ridiculous

Ain't got nothing to do with this

Now I'm just ventin'

Boy, I done came a distance

Probably fucked- damn near every hoe that you be sendin' hearts

Probably bought- everything you wanted in your Instacart

Niggas play your part

Don't get to hidin' when them pistols spark

If the streets don't take you, twelve gon make you do time in that dark

He been hatin' since the ninth grade

We is not in school

We is not pulling up to fight

Boy where the fuck yo tool

That is not no water on your wrist

Ho, where the fuck your pool

We was twelve deep, beat 'em to sleep

Bruh, where the fuck your crew

Flexin' with a band in all dubs

Ho, where the fuck your blues

Me, myself and I against the world and we is not gon' lose

Up, like a vamp with that trip

I do not snooze

Anything goes in the four

We ain't got no rules

The club just posted all my opps on flyers

Guess it's up tonight

Oh, he a stand-up nigga

Well, he gon' duck tonight

Scrollin' through my iPhone like, "who I'm a fuck tonight"

At the corner store, I'm serving dog food, who want some pup tonight

Shawty finna finally let me smash that hoe gettin' trucked tonight

Oh, you used to have a bag

That must been nice

Your whole gang sharing one chain

That's some musty ice

Made it out the trenches

I couldn't tell you if it's luck or life

Hustler first, but known for taxing niggas dope wrapped in plastic, nigga

Better ask my niggas that's known for whacking niggas

Dez will whack a nigga

He ain't gon' blow, he act just like my hoe

So I slapped that nigga,

Yea, think I'm rapping

Bitch, we bout that action, ya'll just action figures

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