Yo Gotti, YG, Jeezy - Act Right lyrics

I'm going going back back to the Bay
Rest in peace Mac Dre all I do is talk yay

In the club got them bottles on replay
Tryna break a record like a DJ
That's a hundred fifty bottles in one night
I give that bitch some act right
Act right, act right
Money don't fold if it act right
Act right, act right
Niggas playin' games you can act right

I'm goin' goin back back to the Bay
Rest in peace Mac Dre
I'm a street nigga all I do is talk yay
Want me in your city nigga know they gon' pay
Ain't lookin' for a free throw
Lookin for a freak ho
Cuban link chain on my neck weigh a kilo
Nigga just violated pissed dirty to his PO
On the real nigga scale one to ten you a zero
Damn, that a bad bitch you a Creole
On the West coast but she say she from the NO
Act right, get your life changed
Fuck a pair of shoes
You can get the last name
Real nigga shit boy I hate lames
All my nigga sell dope or gang bang
Me and cash get the act right
You ain't in a foreign you don't look right

Act right, act right
Money don't fold if it act right
Act right, act right
Niggas playin' games you can act right

I'mma tell ya off top mother fuck free Boosie
Ridin' in my Lamborghini with
The dope man uzi
Thinkin' came with a step might be the shit
I got a rooster in my
Rari might be your bitch i said I pull up in
This bitch in that Aventador
Make you bitch pass out
Straight hit the floor
Said I never seen a car like that before
What's that thang stickin up
Said thats the door
I told YG I'mma go ride the whip
You just hangin' out the window
Ghost ride the clip
I made my first quarter million
Dollars off the blow
He want a nine piece chicken took that to-go
I'mma tell ya like this
Ya'll motherfucker listen
Kilo all day motherfucker I'm trippin'
But, if you run up on
Me thinking I'm slippin'
Michael Jordan with the chopper bet I
Hit you like Pippen act right

Act right, act right
Money don't fold if it act right
Act right, act right
Niggas playin' games you can act right

Goin' goin' back back to the bank
Rest in peace to my safe
I'mma fly nigga nigga I take your ho
I'll have to leave her if
She did me like Coco
The devil talkin' to me, but I don't hear him
Act like I'm deaf like So-So
Fuck you, fuck him, fuck them
Fuck my ex and her cohorts
Hundred bottles in the club, for no reason
Niggas start trippin boom bow dope fiend
Fendi on my shoes, Fendi on my belt
I'm in the Fendi store I don't need help
All gold everything like Trinidad
I went to high school with you
Bitch you been a rat
I don't got money problems
I got trust issues
Two things I gotta stave with two pistols

Act right, act right
Money don't fold if it act right
Act right, act right
Niggas playin' games you can act right
Yeah, I had to do it for the street, hoe
Do right, getting money, living life hoe
Gotti, Young, YG (yeah) Silk G (yeah)