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Actin Up (Feat. Young Dolph)
Fiend
[Hook]
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I ain’t sayin shit, I ain’t sayin shit
I’am spend a band, make the bitches sit
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
That new slab that I want it
Yeah real money left over
Pounds of that og, stamps on that yola
I need that bentley truck in my driveway
Money make you do what I say
Marocan hash for late, rock on black zimbabwe
My band man devante, it’s fuck the world 2pac say
We san diego, no palm tree, no hot days, no cop rays
You see that sl55 out front, with this dope man dick
Make a chick go dumb
I’m going heavy I’m ready
I’m weighting in, I’m bagging up
10 pounds of big sea water to ounce
So so you know he mad as fuck
Pimp here, juke there
Got my hoe with the good hair
In my new old ride, steering wheel got wood there
I get em super drough, watch how I do em for the super bowl
Head to toe clean, you should, you should know
[Hook]
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I ain’t sayin shit, I ain’t sayin shit
I’am spend a band, make the bitches sit
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
That new slab that I want it
Yeah real money left over
Pounds of that og, stamps on that yola
Hit it, inhale it, hold it, now blow it out
Bra I don’t relate to pounds
I bought this shit to pour it out
Actin bad, actin bad, actin up ain’t got a man
Bra, I don’t wanna hit your weed my nigga
That shit smell like trash
Traphouse going hammer, pockets fat cause I got fiends
They say one in every family
Bitch you know I’m bopping things
And I’m rollin up in louie while I’m pouring up this lean
Hell nah brah, I don’t smoke blue dreams
Chillin in condo, tichin my v from toronto
Lil mama with me, have balling
I said bitch roll up one more
I don’t need no hoe but I just cannot commit to one hoe
He say you acting up, I say bitch back it up!
[Hook] x 2
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I ain’t sayin shit, I ain’t sayin shit
I’am spend a band, make the bitches sit
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
That new slab that I want it
Yeah real money left over
Pounds of that og, stamps on that yola.
compositores: Richard A. Jones
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Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I ain’t sayin shit, I ain’t sayin shit
I’am spend a band, make the bitches sit
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
That new slab that I want it
Yeah real money left over
Pounds of that og, stamps on that yola
I need that bentley truck in my driveway
Money make you do what I say
Marocan hash for late, rock on black zimbabwe
My band man devante, it’s fuck the world 2pac say
We san diego, no palm tree, no hot days, no cop rays
You see that sl55 out front, with this dope man dick
Make a chick go dumb
I’m going heavy I’m ready
I’m weighting in, I’m bagging up
10 pounds of big sea water to ounce
So so you know he mad as fuck
Pimp here, juke there
Got my hoe with the good hair
In my new old ride, steering wheel got wood there
I get em super drough, watch how I do em for the super bowl
Head to toe clean, you should, you should know
[Hook]
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I ain’t sayin shit, I ain’t sayin shit
I’am spend a band, make the bitches sit
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
That new slab that I want it
Yeah real money left over
Pounds of that og, stamps on that yola
Hit it, inhale it, hold it, now blow it out
Bra I don’t relate to pounds
I bought this shit to pour it out
Actin bad, actin bad, actin up ain’t got a man
Bra, I don’t wanna hit your weed my nigga
That shit smell like trash
Traphouse going hammer, pockets fat cause I got fiends
They say one in every family
Bitch you know I’m bopping things
And I’m rollin up in louie while I’m pouring up this lean
Hell nah brah, I don’t smoke blue dreams
Chillin in condo, tichin my v from toronto
Lil mama with me, have balling
I said bitch roll up one more
I don’t need no hoe but I just cannot commit to one hoe
He say you acting up, I say bitch back it up!
[Hook] x 2
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I ain’t sayin shit, I ain’t sayin shit
I’am spend a band, make the bitches sit
Oh, I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
I was stacking up, so you know I’m actin up
That new slab that I want it
Yeah real money left over
Pounds of that og, stamps on that yola.
compositores: Richard A. Jones
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