Activated lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, Shek, this yours?)
(1800 for you)
(From this day on, you deal directly with me, agreed?)

[Verse 1: Baby Money]
Don't let nobody get away, hit the street from different angles
Holy water on the K, I turned a demon to an angel
Why you clutchin' on your pole? 'Cause I see them n*ggas hatin'
Tell they b*tch and all her friends 'nem come f*ck me
Got Louis on my buckle, might shoot you, I don't trust you
I buy them guns and shoot 'em too, the money and the muscle
I grab the bag and shoot a move, you hustle, then you double
I'm charged up, might blow up, fool, you know this sh*t ain't nothin'

[Chorus: Baby Money]
sh*t, I'm activated
Huh, this money got me activated
These hundreds got me activated
Go play your role if you smart, b*tch, stop actin' crazy
She ain't suck it how I like it, now I'm aggravated

[Verse 2: Baby Money]
Huh, you think you can f*ck with me?
Tell the plug that I can sell the truck before it touch the street
All my b*tches bad as f*ck and it's a must that they be freaks
All the Glocks we got tucked, got one up and I ain't Tee
Blow it fast, but I ain't Meech, we on they ass, they gon' retreat
Fft-fft, fah-fah, you hear that, that's the glee
I'm charged up, go spin a street, we f*ck around and crash the Jeep
Back to back, you see the hook, get in with me, mhm
This that turnt up, drive fast, I like bad b*tches
This that good pus*y, ass fat, got my ass trickin'
Like to hold grudges 'bout her past, I ain't your last n*gga
I done broke my last blender, b*tch, you know my bag bigger
Don't be stupid, hmm
[Chorus: Baby Money]
b*tch, I'm activated
Huh, this money got me activated
These hundreds got me activated
Go play your role if you smart, b*tch, quit actin' crazy

[Verse 3: Babyfxce E]
Huh, yeah, them custos got me activated
They helped me get my first ten after I graduated
f*ck the plug, I had to be the plug 'cause they was taxin' crazy
You can't even get her attention, with me, this b*tch infatuated
Losin' sh*t all in the cat, this b*tch be snatchin' crazy
Holdin' sixty racks so I can practice when I have my baby
I'm tryna f*ck tonight, in the morning, you be actin' lazy
I used to drive the strike to Northside just to pack some eighthies
Pocket weighin' down, it ain't no gun, it's just a stack of faces
Lil' b*tch know she bad, she in the club, sittin' 'round, actin' famous
It's like she know she cold, I don't shop, I'm smokin' 'bows
Big-ass yopper on me, ridin' in that if-you-know-you-know
Hop out, get on feet, remember me? Ho, you probably don't
'Cause this time, when you see me, I got on ski
I let her slide once, now this b*tch wanna see me on repeat
She said, "I wanted to say somethin' to you, but it be seemin' like you mean," tuh
I wouldn't trust my dog, that n*gga slimy as he seem, huh
Lackin' on your phone, shoot the Drac' and crack your screen
After every sale, I say, "You ain't get that sh*t from me," huh
We got so many heats, it's like we get that sh*t for free, n*gga