TERROR REID, Yvncc - Actin Out lyrics
TERROR REID [Tanner Petulla] San Jose, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[TERROR REID, Yvncc - Actin Out lyrics]
Pushing spacebar over beat
Its not new (Hm-m) what they're tryna do
I'll do (Hm-m)
So getting nasty in the club it's not new
See folks looking over here man what
Them boys trying to do
Lookin mighty suspect don’t tell me
That they came with you
If we got a lil' static put
It down with the crew
I see u blabberin' hella sloppy don’t speak
You got everybody quiet because
You actin a creep
Say you good with your hands lil bruh
Then we gonna have to see
If I’m holding a drink then Imma
Get you with my feet
Bruh been rocking out playin
Stingers every week you ain't have to ask
You know I fink your shit weak
I'm picky for good reason
When I bump your shit I know
What you gonna say but
My versе keep you on the edge of your sеat
See? (Who)
Who da fuck put it down like me (Who?)
Who you know rock the ecko
With a dinosaur tee
Shit make me feel stuck with
All the cheese on me
Know Imma keep it cranky feeling
Like that's just me ya bitch
These hoes be acting out (Yeah)
I ain't messing with them homie
What you talkin about (Uh, yo)
Y'ain't got no clue what we do man
But they gonna talk, and they gonna walk
Messing with ya hoe I ain’t gonna stop
In the VIP with a blunt in my mouth
Know I been having cheese make
That girl buss it down (Yeah)
It's just your girl and me
We in the VIP seats, G
Already know she about to give me a treat
Mister smooth
That's what they call me in the booth
You say some dumb shit and lose a tooth
Cuz Reid be in the lab off the hooch
Looking for the truth, ain’t nothing new
His bitch thicker than a bowl of soup
Feeling mighty fine, looking so divine
I make all this shit man
Which make it all mine she was so fine
I hit the pussy with a clothesline
I tell her "dip" and then I
Tip her like a bovine i’m the shit, cuz I
Melt da whip, make her bite da lip, then I
Light the spliff, real boss shit
I got it flowing like a faucet
They in economy, ya boy up in the cock pit
I’m making anthems and they out
Here making dog shit
I fully profit, I lock it up and toss it
You still don't know? Shit
That should tell you something
I’m with my cousin YVNCC and we slumping
Cause these hoes be acting out (Yeah)
I ain't messing with them homie
What you talkin about (Uh, yo)
Y'ain't got no clue what we do man
But they gonna talk, and they gonna walk
Messing with ya hoe I ain’t gonna stop
In the VIP with a blunt in my mouth
Know I been having cheese make
That girl buss it down (Yeah)
It's just your girl and me
We in the VIP seats, G
Already know she about to give me a treat
Mister smooth (That's right bitch)
And that's just what it is
And that's just how we do
That's just what we do
That's how a motherfucking you can't hit a
I'll hit your grandma with that
You know what i'm saying?
Its not new (Hm-m) what they're tryna do
I'll do (Hm-m)
So getting nasty in the club it's not new
See folks looking over here man what
Them boys trying to do
Lookin mighty suspect don’t tell me
That they came with you
If we got a lil' static put
It down with the crew
I see u blabberin' hella sloppy don’t speak
You got everybody quiet because
You actin a creep
Say you good with your hands lil bruh
Then we gonna have to see
If I’m holding a drink then Imma
Get you with my feet
Bruh been rocking out playin
Stingers every week you ain't have to ask
You know I fink your shit weak
I'm picky for good reason
When I bump your shit I know
What you gonna say but
My versе keep you on the edge of your sеat
See? (Who)
Who da fuck put it down like me (Who?)
Who you know rock the ecko
With a dinosaur tee
Shit make me feel stuck with
All the cheese on me
Know Imma keep it cranky feeling
Like that's just me ya bitch
These hoes be acting out (Yeah)
I ain't messing with them homie
What you talkin about (Uh, yo)
Y'ain't got no clue what we do man
But they gonna talk, and they gonna walk
Messing with ya hoe I ain’t gonna stop
In the VIP with a blunt in my mouth
Know I been having cheese make
That girl buss it down (Yeah)
It's just your girl and me
We in the VIP seats, G
Already know she about to give me a treat
Mister smooth
That's what they call me in the booth
You say some dumb shit and lose a tooth
Cuz Reid be in the lab off the hooch
Looking for the truth, ain’t nothing new
His bitch thicker than a bowl of soup
Feeling mighty fine, looking so divine
I make all this shit man
Which make it all mine she was so fine
I hit the pussy with a clothesline
I tell her "dip" and then I
Tip her like a bovine i’m the shit, cuz I
Melt da whip, make her bite da lip, then I
Light the spliff, real boss shit
I got it flowing like a faucet
They in economy, ya boy up in the cock pit
I’m making anthems and they out
Here making dog shit
I fully profit, I lock it up and toss it
You still don't know? Shit
That should tell you something
I’m with my cousin YVNCC and we slumping
Cause these hoes be acting out (Yeah)
I ain't messing with them homie
What you talkin about (Uh, yo)
Y'ain't got no clue what we do man
But they gonna talk, and they gonna walk
Messing with ya hoe I ain’t gonna stop
In the VIP with a blunt in my mouth
Know I been having cheese make
That girl buss it down (Yeah)
It's just your girl and me
We in the VIP seats, G
Already know she about to give me a treat
Mister smooth (That's right bitch)
And that's just what it is
And that's just how we do
That's just what we do
That's how a motherfucking you can't hit a
I'll hit your grandma with that
You know what i'm saying?