Lyrics Gucci Mane – Act Up
Text:
Intro:
See this swagger, that real boss music you know
I mean you know you had a…
You gotta turn up this shit a lil louder, you feel me?
Scream!
Verse 1:
I ain’t never want a Grammy, I have never been a nominee
Bees in my Hummer V, 30 grand for one of these
I don’t like these pussy ass niggas just like Chief Keef
Bon apetit, when I eat, nigga feast feast
Bishop think, capish pish
Keep her on a short leash
Half people deceased
Cause they know they dig me
Toes out, top off, grinding my freak G
You came to the game but you way in the cheap seat
Hook:
I swear they don’t want me to succeed
But I’m not letting them leave until I stop em from breathing
And I ain’t fucking ’round
Don’t let ’em get you down
Man, it will make a nigga really wanna act up
Cause I’m a do what I’m a do, on my new got electric
What about you? But I ain’t fucking ’round
Don’t let ’em get you down
Verse 2:
I got killers on my payroll, moving when I say so
These hoes don’t really love me, they just love I got a bank roll
Pluggy just keep sending blow
He mixing on the hat they broke
And I can’t understand fool
I’m talkin to you, pussy ass nigga – you’d better listen
Stepped, is that so hard? With that pistol he paid attention
Jump up with them cane, start hittin’ cause they were snitchin
Tell the avalanche hey no need to rush cause shorty twistin’
Hook:
I swear they don’t want me to succeed
But I’m not letting them leave until I stop em from breathing
And I ain’t fucking ’round
Don’t let ’em get you down
Man, it will make a nigga really wanna act up
Cause I’m a do what I’m a do, on my new got electric
What about you? But I ain’t fucking ’round
Don’t let ’em get you down
Album
Gucci Mane – Trap God
