Actin Up (Feat. French Montana)

Yeah, turn the lights on Yeah, turn the lights on Yeah, turn the lights on Turn the lights on These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These hoes be acting up And these nigggas be letting 'em I crushed them hoes, I never love them hoes And these niggas be sweating 'em Cause I run shit like Edgerrin Or better yet, like Rev and them And on the bottom of my sneaks they red, man And I ain't talking 'bout no damn Meth and them Stay Louboutin and I super grind VS stones, they super shine I pop the Perc, I get super high And I drill your bitch, root canal I rock Tom Ford, Concords And I shine on these dime whores This bitch done bought me a Rolex And I still ain't got no time for her These hoes be acting up These niggas be acting tough I'm in the Phantom, I'm backing up And I'm bust down, but I'm strapped as fuck So hold your horses, Polo horses Aston Martin, we roll in Royces Real niggas up in the building Them hoes choose us, ain't no more choices These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em And me, I don't be sweating 'em These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These hoes be acting up See, me, I don't practice much Gold albums from the word of mouth Gold bottles in the back of us These Jones be broke as fuck Too uptight, they won't open up She got her arms folded even on the phone I'm like, what the fuck is she here fo These hoes be acting up These niggas keep wifing up Please homie, got me cracking up Never spent one more than a night with her These hoes be a fucking joke They'll never say a nigga didn't warn you though Cause you can hit my phone like four in the morning And I be like, hah, told you so These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em And me, I don't be sweating 'em These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These hoes be acting up Big bread we racking up Straight to the bank, Cee lo Cancel that bitch like Nino Ratchet ass ho, don't play with me Want to Kobe me, want to Humphrey me Want to Michael me, Russell me Take me to the bank and Tiger me Now these hoes be acting up These clothes ten stacks and up These cars 100 racks and up These drums 100 rounds and up Bitch, blow me like a trumpet Twenty thousand on it, hundreds Fuck it, money, money, money Money, money, money, ah These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em And me, I don't be sweating 'em These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em