STOP THE ACT LUCKI

[Intro]
(And this beat from Cash not from YouTube)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
I brought home the loot, Balenciaga too, uh
All that talking cash, but I'm tryna see the proof
Two hundred on the dash, won't pull over for the whoop, uh
Like my money fast and my bitch to tell the truth
Get money we salute, not no liars in that booth, uh

[Verse]
All I sip is red lean, my cup like suwoop, ayy
She come from a magazine, my lil' bitch the truth, uh
All I count is dead peeps, I prefer the blues, uh
Won't let nothin' happen to me, my brothers the troops
In The Matrix and the color pill I choose is the blue, uh
I brought home the loot, uh, she came with me too, uh
All she is is dead weight after she get through, uh
I can't find no damn lean so I caught the flu, uh
I just left the damn scene in a loud coupe, uh
She wish she left me on seen after we get through
Uh, hm, ayy
All I hear is facts, stay away from the cap, uh
I'm so sick of red lean let's go find the Act', uh
You don't get no damn cheese, lil' boy stop the act
Uh, ooh-ooh
That bitch really fooled me, she know how to act, uh
Two hundred on the dash, I come from the dash, uh
They gave us some damn cheese, don't know how to act
Uh, ooh, ayy, ayy, ayy