How To Act Lyrics

Tired of these niggas telling me how to act

Tired of these bitches telling me how to act yeah

Tryna tell me what to do, you must be tapped

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Tryna take a lil trip off the map yeah

Fuck what you sayin', that shit cap yeah

Niggas talkin' out they motherfucking' neck yeah

Yeah I don't give no fuck, I'ma run a bag up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, run a bag up

Did this shit all on my own, I'm a fuckin' bastard

Granny raised me in the church, she tell me pull my pants up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, she tell me pull my pants up

Ain't no rookie to this shit, bitch, I'm a fuckin' master

She like the dreads in my head, she wanna shake it faster

Ain't no monkey business, but this hoe drive me bananas

They sleepin' on me, had to make them stand up, yeah

Pussy niggas love to hate me, I'ma get my bands up

I'ma cop the fuckin' tank and take his fuckin' head off

All them losses that I took, I took em and I manned up

Took them losses to the chin, I'm the fuckin' man, now

Can't nobody tell me shit, can't nobody tell me shit

Can't nobody tell me shit, can't nobody tell me shit

Can't nobody tell me shit, can't nobody tell me shit

Can't nobody tell me shit, I'ma pop my shit for real

I don't like to talk a lot, but I'ma tell you bitches how I feel

Fuck niggas, old niggas, new niggas

I know young niggas who ain't scared to shoot niggas

I know young niggas who ain't scared to loot niggas

Throw the lob to the gang, alley oop', niggas

I can tell that you scared, tell the truth nigga

Took your bitch, she know exactly what to do with me

I want the AMG with the windows tinted

You know I can see you, but you can't see me in it

Niggas rather go blind instead of see me winning

Know this shit gon' take some time, I know it's been a minute

What the fuck, uh, uh, yeah, yeah

Niggas talkin' out they neck can't let em' fuck my head up

I ain't flocking with the birds, I'ma get my bread up

Actions louder than your words, I don't give no heads up

Uh, I don't do this shit to look cool, uh, uh, uh

Fifteen, dropped out of school, uh, uh, uh

You don't even know the full story, uh, uh, uh

What the fuck happened to the boy, uh, uh, uh

Why he dressed in all black in a hurry, uh, uh, uh

I got black and white Oreo McFlurry, yeah, yeah, yeah

Bitch, you ain't gotta worry

Everything I did, I did, and I ain't sorry, yeah

Tired of these niggas telling me how to act

Tired of these bitches telling me how to act yeah

Tryna tell me what to do, you must be tapped

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Tryna take a lil trip off the map yeah

Fuck what you sayin', that shit cap yeah

Niggas talkin' out they motherfucking' neck yeah

Yeah I don't give no fuck, I'ma run a bag up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, run a bag up

Did this shit all on my own, I'm a fuckin' bastard

Granny raised me in the church, she tell me pull my pants up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, she tell me pull my pants up

Ain't no rookie to this shit, bitch, I'm a fuckin' master

She like the dreads in my head, she wanna shake it faster

Ain't no monkey business, but this hoe drive me bananas

They sleepin' on me, had to make them stand up, yeah