Act Up lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, we really like this, we don't act tough
Runnin' from police, I'm doing the dash
The f*ck n*ggas needed backup
Sippin' on drink everyday and I'm missin' the Act like;
"Where the Act, bruh?" (Where is the Act?)
Shawty a city girl and she's a pretty girl
We ain't known her to act up
Ridin' 'round, I'm in LA
n*gga, smokin' now got the black truck (Smokin' on dope)
Smokin' on dope, I'm smacked bruh
You talk 'bout the gang, you get smacked bruh
And I get hoes like Quagmire
Been-Been f*cked that, homie, she too expired
Watch out for twelve, they got them wires
I don't need a bad hoe, that's not required

[Verse]
I just need a b*tch to vent to 'til she tired
I keep a stick, I ain't Michael Myers
Runnin' from twelve and I f*cked up them tires
Run from twelve, I ain't gettin' tried (Ouu, whoa)
f*ckin' your hoe 'cause her pus*y fire
Say I'm broke? Man, your pants on fire
Real n*gga, I am not a liar
Trap-Trap n*gga, I am not the buyer
But I know that I'm a stoner
That n*gga somethin' like Homer
Runnin' from twelve and I made it home
f*ck n*gga, I got lotta homeruns
Twenty blunts to the f*ckin' dome
Yeah n*gga, I ain't ever sober
Freak b*tch say choke her
Chains on not chokers
They wearing that makeup, I call 'em The Joker
Game-Game face on like I'm playin' poker
Don't Facebook, but you know that I poke her
I took her heart and she gon' need a donor
Broke n*gga house suffer from closure
Real stuck like a mu'f*ckin' poster
You a b*tch, nothin' but a freeloader
In that Ghost, so you know I'ma ghost her
[Chorus]
Yeah, we really like this, we don't act tough
Runnin' from police, I'm doing the dash
The f*ck n*ggas needed backup
Sippin' on drink everyday and I'm missin' the Act like:
"Where the Act, bruh?" (Where is the Act?)
Shawty a city girl and she's a pretty girl
We ain't known her to act up
Ridin' 'round, I'm in LA
n*gga, smokin' now got the black truck (Smokin' on dope)
Smokin' on dope, I'm smacked bruh
You talk 'bout the gang, you get smacked bruh
And I get hoes like Quagmire
Been-Been f*cked that, homie, she too expired
Watch out for twelve, they got them wires
I don't need a bad hoe, that's not required