Acting Up lyrics

[Chorus]
Just left NY, I was in Soho, called up my plug out there, gotta go (Go)
Just told my driver that we gotta go hit Helmut Lang (Skrrt), yeah before I go
It's only one shop, in the US, and I know they new season gone (Gone)
Fans just told me, "Yeat, do you see what they doin'? They stealin' your swag for fun"
I just told 'em, none of that sh*t gon' matter, they know that I'm the one (The one)
Yeah, how I get to this bread? I get to the racks, I get croissants
I don't even gotta go split these racks with my twin no more, cause wе on
I swear to God, like b*tch
(Y'all make mе act up)
Aye, call my pack up, yeah, b*tch
Why you make me act up? (Up)
They wanna steal my swag, tryna steal, it's fresher (This is a Slump Audios Exclusive) (Up, let's go)
Trust me, sh*t didn't go our way
Yeah, gotta go up to the top, I'm supposed to be great (Up, up)
I gotta take a break from the pills, okay ('Kay)
I gotta go get the bands all day, all ways

[Verse]
I'm adding up too much, I know
Yeah, yeah, I know I got a thousand hoes
Yeah, yeah, I know I got a thousand flows
Don't play with me, yeah, I know where all your money go
Don't come at me on some stupid sh*t, I'll cut your throat
I just came in with a band and I doubled it, I put that Rick on the back and she lovin' it (Go)
Downed me some Wock' cause I needed some, tripled a deuce in my cup, and then doubled it (Yeah)
I used to watch and then learn how to make me some bands, then I went out and did it and doubled it
[Chorus]
Just left NY, I was in Soho, called up my plug out there, gotta go (Go)
Just told my driver that we gotta go hit Helmut Lang (Skrrt), yeah before I go
It's only one shop, in the US, and I know they new season gone (Gone)
Fans just told me, "Yeat, do you see what they doin'? They stealin' your swag for fun"
I just told 'em, none of that sh*t gon' matter, they know that I'm the one (The one)
Yeah, how I get to this bread? I get to the racks, I get croissants
I don't even gotta go split these racks with my twin no more, cause we on
I swear to God, like b*tch
(Y'all make me act up)
Aye, call my pack up, yeah, b*tch
Why you make me act up? (Up)
They wanna steal my swag, tryna steal, it's fresher (Up, let's go)
Trust me, sh*t didn't go our way
Yeah, gotta go up to the top, I'm supposed to be great (Up, up)
I gotta take a break from the pills, okay ('Kay)
I gotta go get the bands all day, all ways