Lights, Camera, Action! ft. A1Nas & Craig Vill Lyrics

Oh my god, is that A1?

A1 nigga

These niggas teeth and palms, nigga if I do the crime

Pussy I'ma do the time, nigga this shit Do-or-Die

Dissin' on the gang like poppin' fake percs, suicide

Told her I would stop lyin' but I ain't gon' cap that was another lie

Took her ass shopping, that's how you stop a bitch cry

They got our name in they mouth, bitch, we the trending topic

Fuck the other side cause I know them niggas watchin

Nigga tried to send a bitch, like I ain't know these niggas plottin

Give these niggas gas, ain't no break, I ain't stoppin

We like hoopin, let's play 5v5, shot for shot

And we don't give a fuck if you got Curry, Klay, and Bron

We gon' get a stop, we should've valeted

The way we parked that nigga in the lot

Nigga that's a easy drop

Lights, Camera, Action! Nigga, that's for you actin' niggas

Top five, we ain't fuckin' with you cappin' niggas

Bad as fuck in school, we ain't worried bout no classes

I just stack the money up, and If he crossin' we subtract the nigga

Tax a nigga, cashin' like Da Don

If that nigga switchin' teams and shit we bangin' like Lebron

Tellin' bro it's bottom line, rip a bullet out his spine

Niggas claimin' they the ticket 'til we switch up they design

I feel like Kobe in his prime

Why the fuck these niggas claimin' that they top 10?

They not 10, these five shots a leave a nigga boxed in

And I only fear God and you pussy niggas not him

I pick and pop a nigga, but still switch plays like I'm Stockton

And tell these niggas that we top five

Have these shots go off in his mouth like some pop rocks

We watch his body pop lock

Convertible, his top drop

Playin' with that chicken, 'til I hit him in his biscut

Jelly leakin' like it's Popeyes

I told niggas I cook verses and barely have to write

Ask ya fuckin' brother what looking at that Janazah like

I told niggas"Go throw water over his candlelight"

In a puddle of the color at the top of a traffic light

We put a nigga in the clouds, shoota in thought bubbles

Had his face on a shirt, only time that we thought of you

Face split to the point that his mother had saw double

And ya guys never spin so them niggas ain't never love you

Put niggas in the earth better chill for I hurt niggas

All the ashes in the urn that's just for the first nigga

Closed eyes when he died took a turn when the worms hit em

Summer Glock with 17 make niggas a burn victim

Acting like I'm scared of you niggas, but what you say to me?

I heard y'all was some street niggas, y'all never played with me

The lights and all the cameras got niggas acting for make believe

Barrel got shells dropping out of it like they baby teeth

Ya top 10s don't pop 9s at top five's

Yall just pop shit, then get mad when I pop mine

Drop songs but run away whenever I drop mine

Shine bright when I write like a neon shop sign

I could tell you niggas ain't tough

Tell em why you hate us

Tell em the reasons you be bleeding cause of my pay stub

Even when you gang up, wreck chasing get banged up

My wounds and what I do saying that we ain't on the same stuff

I ain't never fear a soul, I ain't never share my pole

I ain't never rat or cap, that shit was never years ago

And if one of you bitch street niggas thinking this for you

Then wear the shoe since it fit, motherfucker here you go

Hi Keefy