Yo Gotti - Act Right lyrics

rate me

I’m going, going back, back to the Bay

Rest in peace Mac Dre, all I do is talk yay

In the club got them bottles on replay

Tryina break a record like a DJ

That’s a hundred fifty bottles in one night

I get a pistol and act right

Act right, act right

Money don’t fold if it ain’t right

Act right, act right

Niggas playing games, get that act right

I’m going, going back, back to the Bay

Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’m a street nigga all I do is talk yay

Want me in your city, nigga know they gonna pay

Ain’t looking for a freak though, looking for a freak hoe

Kimberly chain on my neck weigh a kilo

Nigga just violated, pissed dirty to his PO

On a real nigga scale, one to ten, you a zero

Damn, that a bad bitch, you a Creole

On the West coast bitches say you from the NO

Act right, get your life changed

Fuck a purse you can get the last name

Real nigga, shit boy, I hate lames

All my niggas sell dope or gang bang

Me and cash get the act right

If you aint in a foreign you don’t look right

In the club got them bottles on replay

Tryina break a record like a DJ

That’s a hundred fifty bottles in one night

I get a pistol and act right

Act right, act right

Money don’t fold if it ain’t right

Act right, act right

Niggas playing games, get that act right

I’mma tell you off top motherfuckers, free Boosie

Riding in my Lamborghini with the dope man Uzie

Thinking came with a step might be the shit

I got a rooster in my Rari, might be your bitch

I said I pull up to detention, that Aventador

Make your bitch pass out straight hit the floor

Said I never seen a car like that before

What’s that thing sticking up? I said that’s the door

I told YG I’mma ghost ride the whip

And you just hanging out the window, ghost ride the clip

I made my first quarter million dollars off the blow

You want a nine piece chicken took that to go

I’mma tell you like this, ya’ll motherfucker listen

Tequila all, day motherfucker I’m tripping

But if you run up on me niggas thinking I’m slipping

Michael Jordan with the chopper, man I hit you like Pippen, act right

In the club got them bottles on replay

Tryina break a record like a DJ

That’s a hundred fifty bottles in one night

I get a pistol and act right

Act right, act right

Money don’t fold if it ain’t right

Act right, act right

Niggas playing games, get that act right

Going, going back, back to the bank

Rest in peace to my safe

I’m a fly nigga, nigga I take your hoe

I had to leave her if she did me like Coco

The devil talking to me, but I don’t hear him

Act like I’m deaf like So-So

Fuck you, fuck him, fuck them

Fuck my ex and the po po's

Hundred bottles in the cup, no Weezy

Niggas start tripping, boom bow, dope fiend

Fendi on my shoes, Fendi on my belt

I’m in the Fendi store, I don’t need help

All gold everything like Trinidad

I went to high school with you bitch you been a rat

I don’t got money problems, I got trust issues

Two things I gotta stay is with the two pistols

In the club got them bottles on replay

Tryina break a record like a DJ

That’s a hundred fifty bottles in one night

I get a pistol and act right

Act right, act right

Money don’t fold if it ain’t right

Act right, act right

Niggas playing games, get that act right

I had to do it for the street, hoe

Do right

Getting money, living life, hoe

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