
Act Like You Kno Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
One thing about Lil Nephew , niggas know Not to cross that line, get my cut
She touchin' my face, she think that I'm fine We don't talk about Rats, the last one caught some Shots to his spine
Touchin' me, that shit cost ya life, you'll
have to pay that fine , Slime Ball got his ratchet and he tryna let it loose
Put your hands up, this a stick up and you better not make a move
For all that dissin' and that trollin', niggas jumpin' out with two
We can get down how you want it, nigga, what you wanna do?
Ya'll claim ya'll jump outs, Yall aint jumpin' out on shit
Every time we bend the 9, yall niggas never on yall strip
You know the rules, once you start runnin', better not trip
You a jump out, who you jumpin' out on
Boy, you's a bitch uh, I'm the rapper, I got killa in my veins
But all the guys tryna slide, Opps sayin' Lil Mir Name in Vain
Zoeski a lion out the cage, he need to be teamed
Fuck the opps, they took the guys, we tryna slide for all this pain
And I'm so turned up in the city, who can fuck with me
Cause the opps cant , poppin' they lil' shit through them lil' songs like where yall hide at?
Same place that ya'll post up every day, I bet ya'll die at
And nigga, I'm from the park, ain't hard to find, let's get beside that
And you can't play with Twin around me, you end up a dead man
Twin a Savage got his mask on, he a real dreadhead
That's my twin, the other side of me, bout him we hit heads
For LM4 and Lil' Sonny, we gon' paint the city red, uh, yeah
And that's no cap, jump out, tryna tap a face, we tryna leave a nigga flat
They say, nephew, you the ticket Don't crash, just stick to rap
We don't do them sellin' hots, we take them Jawns and then that's that, uh
Come from different ways and put that nigga in a BOX
All for the guys, we get that drop, we bound to leave, ya ass stretched
LM4 and Lil' Sonny in my blood and my flesh
You diss on bro , uh, watch what you say, you could be next, uh, yeah
Watch what you say, you could be next, uh, poppin' that lil' shit, uh
Yeah That shit gon' end up dead, yeah
We put that shit, put that shit to bed
We gon' hop out chasin', uh, until a nigga die
We hit him in his face and send that nigga to the sky
Treat that nigga like a baby, rock that nigga Lullaby
This shit personal, get back for Kev, we tryna make a momma cry