Bobby Shmurda - Act Right lyrics

[Hook: Richie P] Hit the club, hit the clock with a hundred models Rest in peace, to Kane I bought a hundred bottles n***as know I'm in the hood, I keep that strap tight Tell them p**y n***as chill they better act right Act right, act right Tell them p**y n***as chill they better act right Act right, she could get that act right I'll run up on a f** they better act right [Verse 1: Richie P] I'm going going, back back, to the 9-0 Hit a f** and watch him die slow Cheech &Chong on that diesel, got his eyes low My n***a Kane gone, what they think I'm riding for Guns on the waist, put them guns in your face TP3 is on the way, sorry for the wait What these n***as talkin' bout? I ain't tryna hear it Shoot the soul out of n***as tryna see a spirit Then I run for a n***a with the mask on Young Shmoney in the building and his cash long Balenciaga and Versace, turn my swag on Tell them b**hes, we ain't worried cause we past them Street educated so you know we past dumb Hit the trap, just relax 'til the cash come My n***a Chewy Chewy let them shells fly I tell 'em free all of my n***as out them cell blocks [Hook: Richie P] Hit the club, hit the clock with a hundred models Rest in peace, to Kane I bought a hundred bottles n***as know I'm in the hood, I keep that strap tight Tell them p**y n***as chill they better act right Act right, act right Tell them p**y n***as chill they better act right Act right, she could get that act right I'll run up a f** they better act right [Verse 2: Bobby Shmurda] You better act right, I got a fat pipe b**h it's trap time, know i got that sack, right? A-Rod in my trap with a black nine If a n***a play get that a** lined That hot sh**, we pop sh** (we drop sh**) Gun Squad shut down your whole block b**h It's that hot sh**, get you pop b**h (got b**h) Gun Squad shut down your whole block b**h What it is b**h, clean and rich b**h Smoke dope, I'm about to get lifted I'ma Shmurda dat, I'ma Shmurda this And I'ma Shmurda that b**h, I'ma Shmurda this We potent, we rollin' Catch a f** n***a, we gon' bust him open (I'm going going back back to the fifties) Smoke a n***a like I'm Fifty [Hook: Richie P] Hit the club, hit the clock with a hundred models Rest in peace, for Kane I bought a hundred bottles n***as know I'm in the hood, I keep that strap tucked Tell them p**y n***as sh** they better act right Act right, act right Tell them p**y n***as sh** they better act right Act right, sh** can get that act right I'll run up on em', f**ing better act right [Outro: Richie P] I'm going going, back back, to the 9-0 Hit a f** and watch him die slow I'm going going, back back, to the 9-0 Hit a f** and watch him die slow Hit a f** and watch him die slow Hit a f** and watch him die slow Hit a f** and watch him die slow b**h, I'm going back to the 9-0