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[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Always pourin' up the Act' and I don't know how to act (Na-na-na-na-na)
You get clapped (No)
Run up on me, you get clapped
Bitch, you don't know how to act
Pull up with my next like in math class
Pull up with my next, I can't stop thinking bout' my ex, yeah
Oh (Oh)
[Chorus]
Uh
Pull up with my next but I'm fucking on my ex (Ex)
And I'm best dressed with Givenchy on my chest (Chest)
Pull up, got a TEC, I'ma put it to your neck (Neck)
I'ma need what's on your neck, got your bitch she giving neck (Neck)
Pull up to the trap with my niggas in the back (Back)
And I got the strap, niggas don't know how to act (Act)
I'ma take his bitch, give her back, that's a fact
I'ma take his bitch, but she don't know how to act
So I don't know how to act
[Verse 1]
Hop up in that steamer and I don't know how to act (Act)
I just got a beamer and I don't know how to act (Act)
Run up on me, that's okay, you know I got my MAC (MAC)
Niggas talking dumb until I pull up with a mag
Ksubi jeans sag, ah
Balmain boy, run up on me, got a bag, yeah (Bag)
Rich nigga shit, ayy
Rich nigga bitch, ayy
Niggas talking dumb, I get you offed quick (Quick)
Broski got a .40, that's a different story (Story)
You listen to me when I'm talking, that shit mandatory (Mandatory)
And all these niggas is my sons, I think I need Maury, ayy (Maury)
Run up that's okay, it get a little gory, ay (Gory)
Pull up in that drop-top with my next
I'm too busy flexing on my ex to care about my next (About my next)
That just found out 'bout my ex, ayy (Just found out 'bout my ex)
[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Always pourin' up the Act' and I don't know how to act (Na-na-na-na-na)
You get clapped (No)
Run up on me, you get clapped
Bitch, you don't know how to act
Pull up with my next like in math class
Pull up with my next, I can't stop thinking bout' my ex, yeah
Oh (Oh)
[Chorus]
Uh
Pull up with my next but I'm fucking on my ex (Ex)
And I'm best dressed with Givenchy on my chest (Chest)
Pull up, got a TEC, I'ma put it to your neck (Neck)
I'ma need what's on your neck, got your bitch she giving neck (Neck)
Pull up to the trap with my niggas in the back (Back)
And I got the strap, niggas don't know how to act (Act)
I'ma take his bitch, give her back, that's a fact
I'ma take his bitch, but she don't know how to act
So I don't know how to act
[Verse 1]
Hop up in that steamer and I don't know how to act (Act)
I just got a beamer and I don't know how to act (Act)
Run up on me, that's okay, you know I got my MAC (MAC)
Niggas talking dumb until I pull up with a mag
Ksubi jeans sag, ah
Balmain boy, run up on me, got a bag, yeah (Bag)
Rich nigga shit, ayy
Rich nigga bitch, ayy
Niggas talking dumb, I get you offed quick (Quick)
Broski got a .40, that's a different story (Story)
You listen to me when I'm talking, that shit mandatory (Mandatory)
And all these niggas is my sons, I think I need Maury, ayy (Maury)
Run up that's okay, it get a little gory, ay (Gory)
Pull up in that drop-top with my next
I'm too busy flexing on my ex to care about my next (About my next)
That just found out 'bout my ex, ayy (Just found out 'bout my ex)
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