Stop Acting R3 Da Chilliman

[Intro]
(Di-Diego)

[Chorus]
Stop actin' like you tryna grab a safe ('Cause you ain't)
Stop actin' like them diamonds 'cause them ain't ('Cause they ain't)
You must don't like her, you don't buy her shit when you shoppin'
I got her hair done and nails done, now she poppin' (I'm rich)
GLS 600, we in a Maybach (Uh-huh)
If you ain't tryna hit nothin', don't even spray that (Bet I'ma shoot)
Ling ling, I'm back in the field, let's see what really boppin' (Let's see)
I'll confirm me a kill if a nigga pop it

[Verse 1]
Them niggas ain't got no bodies, that's make believe (Stop cappin')
We throwin' bands around this bitch like money grow on trees (We rich)
G27, bitch, this a compact 40
Them niggas scared to fall in, them is not my homies (Scary nigga)
Shе wear Prada and Rick Owen, put that drip on (She flawеd)
Bad bitches only, weak bitch, go home (Bye)
Stop actin' like you're really gettin' money (You're not)
Stop actin' like I don't got blower, it can get ugly (It will)
The Cubans on my neck, this shit heavy as fuck
I'm finna bounce out on your block, get ready to duck (Duckin')
M series, X6, you never drove that (Skrrt)
He actin' cool with my style, he just stole that (That's me)
Fly Crip, but my hat got a B on it (I'm Crippin')
My lap got some money and her feet on it (Uh-huh)
Stop actin' like you me 'cause you not (You ain't)
If I green light a nigga, he gettin' dropped (He gone)