Jul$ - ACT RIGHT

Act right
Get your act right
Bitch I'm chosen
Don't act like that we tight
I don't know them
Any time I'm doing wrong, I'm finna own it
Take an eighth to the face, shit potent
Faded Twighlight
Catch a vibe for the moment
I'm tearing through em
Like a fuckin' cyclone hit
I'm sending shots
Out the chop, reload it
Take an eighth to the face, got me floating

Had my downs
But man fuck it we ball
Tell her if you ain't friends with no hotties
Don't bring them at all
Hand on the bottle no
Plan for tomorrow
Don't care tell em follow my lead
I been having blue dreams about gelato, sippin' on Moscato
Mind your own don't you worry bout' me
Heads be turnin'
Homie that's for certain
Every time I'm hangin' with the crew
Working on my aggression
I got a confession
Teach these boys a lesson nothing new
Said she feelin' me, feelin' her too
Mix the Issey with some of the Lou
Yeah, I really do this shit
Like it's passed down
Gon' keep it moving bitch
I'm never finna tap out
See how I'm comin' bitch I had to bring the lamb out
And why they keep on sleeping on me it's a campout
You know I'm peepin' shawty
Lemme rock your body
Too cold too bold
Bitch that's why I'm cocky
Too cold I ain't even playing hockey
Ooh oh why these bitches tryna jock me
High vigilance, watching who around me
Range limitless
You can't copy

Act right
Get your act right
Bitch I'm chosen
Don't act like that we tight
I don't know them
Any time I'm doing wrong, I'm finna own it
Take an eighth to the face, shit potent
Faded Twighlight
Catch a vibe for the moment
I'm tearing through em
Like a fuckin' cyclone hit
I'm sending shots
Out the chop, reload it
Take an eighth to the face, got me floating

Written by:
J Aranda

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