Act Right (feat Young Jeezy & YG)

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

Tryna break a record like a DJ

That's a hundred fifty bottles in one night

I give that bitch some act right

Act right, act right

Money don't fold if it act right

Act right, act right

Niggas playin' games you can act right

I'm goin' goin 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 gon' pay

Ain't lookin' for a free throw, lookin for a freak ho

Cuban link chain on my neck weigh a kilo

Nigga just violated pissed dirty to his P.O

On the real nigga scale one to ten you a zero

Damn, that a bad bitch you a Creole

On the West coast but she say she from the N.O

Act right, get your life changed

Fuck a pair of shoes, you can get the last name

Real nigga shit boy I hate lames

All my nigga sell dope or gang bang

Me and cash get the act right

You ain't in a foreign you don't look right

Act right, act right

Money don't fold if it act right

Act right, act right

Niggas playin' games you can act right

I'mma tell ya off top mother fuck free Boosie

Ridin' in my Lamborghini with the dope man uzi

Thinkin' came with a step might be the shit

I got a rooster in my Rari might be your bitch

I said I pull up in this bitch in that Aventador

Make you bitch pass out straight hit the floor

Said I never seen a car like that before

What's that thang stickin up said thats the door

I told YG I'mma go ride the whip

You just hangin' out the window ghost ride the clip

I made my first quarter million dollars off the blow

He want a nine piece chicken took that to-go

I'mma tell ya like this, ya'll motherfucker listen

Kilo all day motherfucker I'm trippin'

But if you run up on me thinking I'm slippin'

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

Act right, act right

Money don't fold if it act right

Act right, act right

Niggas playin' games you can act right

Goin' goin' back back to the bank

Rest in peace to my safe

I'mma fly nigga nigga I take your ho

I'll have to leave her if she did me like Coco

The devil talkin' to me, but I dont hear him

Act like I'm deaf like So-So

Fuck you, fuck him, fuck them

Fuck my ex and her cohorts

Hundred bottles in the club, for no reason

Niggas start trippin boom bow dope fiend

Fendi on my shoes, Fendi on my belt

I'm in the Fendi store I dont 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

Act right, act right

Money don't fold if it act right

Act right, act right

Niggas playin' games you can act right