City Girls - Act Up lyrics

[Intro] (Earl on the beat) [Verse 1: JT & Yung Miami] Real a** b**h, give a f** 'bout a n***a Big Birkin bag, ho, five, six figures Stripes on my a** so he call this p**y Tigger f**in' on a scammin' a**, rich a** n***a Same group of b**hes, ain't no eh-eh to the picture Drop a couple racks, watch his a** get bigger Drinkin' on liquor, and I'm lookin' at your n***a If his money right, he can eat it like a Snicker I ain't got time for y'all fake a** hoes Talkin' all loud in them fake a** clothes Fake a** shoes match their fake a** gold I'm the realest b**h ever to you snake a** hoes [Chorus: JT & Yung Miami] Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Dirty a** nails, baby girl, you need to back up [Verse 2: Yung Miami] It's Yung Miami, and I came to run my sack up Tired a** hoes on my page tryna track us Brand new chain, City Girls goin' Platinum I keep a baby Glock, I ain't fightin' with no random, period You b**hes weak, is you serious? I let him take the p**y, now he actin' all delirious Did the dash and the run, but I can stay superior She see my number in his phone, now you actin' curious (Haha) He gon' buy me Gucci if I ask for it (Yup) He'll curse a n***a rockin' Tom Ford (Ow) I bet your lil' sister wanna look like me I bet your lil' brother wanna f** on me Hood b**h, good p**y, I ain't average Um, he can't come around without that cabbage Um, pop a p**y b**h quick, like a bubblegum I ain't never worry, I just deal with it for fun [Chorus] Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Dirty a** nails, baby girl, you need to back up [Verse3: JT] JT on the track, and you know I'm 'bout my paper p**y sweet, p**y tight, so he called it Lightsaver If your a** a broke n***a, hell nah, I can't meet ya If your a** a rich n***a, I'ma f** ya 'til you ain't one If that n***a a scammer, I'm turning into a dancer (yup) I make it clap like he got the right answer Sit on it with menace, get it harder than a hammer He wanna freak, p**y pink, breast cancer Oh, you like dick, just like I like big bu*ts I don't care about your chain, n***a, or your big truck Yeah, I know you gettin' it, but is you spendin' it? Give a f** what a n***a got if he ain't givin' it B-bada** b**h, bad attitude (Yeah) Nails done, hair done, a** too (Ow) Your baby daddy f**in' me and s**in' me He don't answer you, b**h, that's because of me (Period) [Chorus] Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Act up, you can get snatched up Dirty a** nails, baby girl, you need to back up