Don't Know How To Act

Duration

3:33

Genres

Urban

Description

Lyrics

[HOOK] My status on check My speaker's on wreck From the crowds I get frowns cause I don't know how to act Hey I pull up so retarded Til they realize I'm an artist I gotta do it big so roll out that red carpet My status on check My speaker's on wreck From the crowds I get frowns cause I don't know how to act When I pull up I say hello All bass, no treble, chick With me caramello I am on another leve [VERSE] Got my Gucci (check) Louie wall on deck I'm a bad ass chick Need a black Amex Step in stilletto pumps Red bottoms, Boutonin's Pop off in the club With bottles I got em Maybach music Maybe someday I skipped the underground cause those packs get no play I'm the cerberus of business Write the checks and write the lyrics Sniff the tracks and lick the bitches Flip that shit like switches I'm bad, bad as I wanna be And you can be mad, mad as you wanna be Cause now I'm riding low And my top's like bye And when I play a show My charts score high And the others are below And I'm like "Hi, It's great up here and the weather's so nice How you doing down there? I forgot what's it's like" Oh, it's rude to say that? I don't know how to act. [HOOK] [VERSE] Got the crowd? Yes One, two, mic check On stage I'm the best With ice that could wreck Built up an empire in a day I'm just saying even Jordan would aspire To the way that I've been playing YM XO Uh Oh I don't know but All the heat on the scene could use a little Snow So allow me to inform you It's my pleasure let me measure My thumb to my middle finger Add an index for the haters Say what, whatever you wanna say Cause I don't give a fuck Fuck what you did today Cause when I go live Competish is extinct Something's lost from the time? Yea I am the missing link Quarter pounder to a dime Man, I did it in a week I dropped the bass like the line And picked up a little pink Now when I go to buy All that's left is a sink Oh, it's rude to say that? I don't know how to act