Act out Lyrics

If I'm in the city, I'm telling you now I'ma act out

I was honestly too locked in, I ain't

Have nothing to rap about

You obviously ain't having motion, you falling asleep in the trap house

I already told you I'm pimping lil mama ain't nothing to cap bout

If you on that broke shit, save it, I'm starting to see it's contagious

I'm fucking a bitch so bad whenever I see her I hear Fantasia

The coupe all white it's racist, so many chains on my neck like I'm slaving

I don't say much to a hater cause I fuck hoes and I get paper

He wanna hang with the gang, I'm telling you now it'll cost you

I was stacking up so much green, it felt like a nigga was playing for Boston

Yeah, if we see bro in the alley, we stone cold shit like Austin Yeah

I know bitches that turn you on, but secretly waiting to off you

He said he hustling, he don't do nothing but sit on his ass

His living situation ain't even good enough for me to diss him, I give him a pass

And that's on God, I'ma still count his money I don't gotta write me a rap

Shit, my lil' bro like 21 Savage, he ride in the car with the Glock in his lap

Look, these niggas ain't on shit

I'm still trying to get rich

If You making me mad then I'm sending a blitz

Look, I won't spare no bitch

I'm in the A right now at the Ritz

No, you ain't my opp, I'm rich

Shit, you can go make a diss and then we gone turn your ass to grits

Gang

If I'm in the city, I'm telling you now I'ma act out

I was honestly too locked in, I ain't

Have nothing to rap about

You obviously ain't having motion, you falling asleep in the trap house

I already told you I'm pimping lil mama ain't nothing to cap bout

If you on that broke shit, save it, I'm starting to see it's contagious

I'm fucking a bitch so bad whenever I see her I hear Fantasia

The coupe all white it's racist, so many chains on my neck like I'm slaving

I don't say much to a hater cause I fuck hoes and I get paper

He wanna hang with the gang, I'm telling you now it'll cost you

I was stacking up so much green, it felt like a nigga was playing for Boston

Yeah, if we see bro in the alley, we stone cold shit like Austin Yeah

I know bitches that turn you on, but secretly waiting to off you