ACTION (feat. Wrld Tour Mafia)

Back off ah flight, I'm in the Stu with my niggas Hoppin on this bitch, pass the wood right to jizzle Rat niggas ain't no kin to me master splinter Imma still take yo lil btc imma hit her It's world tour, yea they cross states, them my hittas You looking at my chain lil nigga don't get lit up Ion even care for rap nigga im still scamming I done did a lot of things, but was never trappin If my life a movie then you know this shit is action Product in the trunk so we sold it out the backend Been runnin up made 15 thousand on the weekend 30 on my hip yea them bullets have u leakin Bitch ain't get a call back so she got to tweakin All my niggas makin plays all my niggas eatin Fuckin on a foreign found out she European Hellcats and trawk hawks swervin in a demon Slae said he need a bow so I send it out Designer on my body amiri jeans when i'm out Rafa said dog shit on the floor dont count me out Think you doin better lil niggas shut yo mouth That backdoor ain't open have relle run in yo house If that back door ain't open and we still run in yo house Nigga Aye Aye If I want it then I'm in there nigga F*ck your back door We got scams, merch, an music movin if yo trap slow And i do this shit for real what you niggas act for If the cops Grab me, I don't know nothing act slow Man i been had it and these niggas still cappin And i'm still active if i want catch a package My biggest saying thank you my line back slappin I make her hit knees everytime Colin Kaepernick I just got back from that road they like what happenin I just got a say that it's a go now you gon package it I keep a dirty sprite like pluto do this for my savages I'm doin ten in every state you ain't never had those averages One guy hit the road wit that fake he ain't never make it back You ain't make no bands in so long that's why you bitch left you Money man like erick dampier guarantee you he get the sack Spent 500 on a hat that bitch don't even match Niggas on the gram going tit for tat we hit yo hat Nigga who you kill, who you foolin, you ain't even that I just feed that bitch some perky dick and imma send her back Toss her six make sure you leave that town before that charge back I just touch down before i leave i need all racks I'm still knee deep in the streets they think it's all rap I tried to quit but you know the fiens they call back They pressin up the P so i'm shoppin where the dog at Nigga where the bows at Nigga where yo load at Throw this way we throwin back Once we score no scoring back I done hit her off the E now she attached KY shoot like gee so when he shoots bitch you know it's wet