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letra de actin' like - disla

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[verse 1: disla]

still keep the circle tight homie
all these n-ggas talking like there’s something funny
nothing funny, nothing new (yuh)
see me in the coupe (skrrt)
got a couple tickets that be due (ahh)

polo with the abercrombie shoes
she might think i need her
but i’m good regardless
imma always choose (imma always choose)
money cause it treat me good
love is pretty good
but it’s hard to come around like nike swoosh

i got bars aye, word to home depot
they won’t talk about the foreign when it gets repo
you know lately i think i’ve invested in the wrong people
i don’t gang bang but do know my n-ggas hurt people
hope you know

[chorus: disla]

i don’t know why i’m actin’ like this
grab a foreign and i pull up to your crib (aye)
when they see me they ain’t ever talking (sh sh sh)
i don’t know why i’m actin’ like

[verse 2: disla]

running laps in the pool
running laps
now a n-gga do what bad n-ggas do
i got tired of the wait
money never came
so my bro and i had to relocate

moving safe
got some errands on the way
made a couple racks in a week
and we spent that in a day (spent that in a day)

imma always be my way
mama knows i’m good
never touching dirty money, billy mays
i don’t spray

spray spray spray spray spray spray
we got riley for that
he might have to put you in your place
bow my head
pray pray pray pray pray pray
is all i know
4 on 4
super 8
out the door

[verse 3: enzo]

look
i don’t pray
i don’t wait
i just go
and i chase
like i’m tom
f-ck the rats
f-ck the snakes (yeah aye)
boy i swear
i’m on a roll, bb-8 (yeah aye)
in the lake, mhm

yeah, yeah
they gon’ talk about me
but my daddy didn’t love me
so what can you say about me?

got a baddie on the side
call her fefe like tekashi
i was brought up in the jungle
boy i been playing jumanji

since a kid
i don’t trip
on a rock
i just hip
and i hop
over sh-t
to the top’s
where i sit
wedded rihanna
and all of my kids
vvs diamonds is all on my wrist
never forget and i never forgive
yeah yeah

[chorus: disla]

i don’t know why i’m actin’ like this
grab a foreign and i pull up to your crib (aye)
when they see me they ain’t ever talking (sh sh sh)
i don’t know why i’m actin’ like

[verse 4: chris nito]

yeah
dis told me step the bars up
so you know i had to hit him with the fuego, yeah
inspiration hit me like a ton of bricks
so you know it’s hasta luego, let’s go

get to the mic then i’m gone
k!ll it in every song
no longer riding alone
valley boy hitting the zone
jump on a track and i make it my own

spotlight, gotta make it last
trust, you don’t wanna know the past
keeping it real with a little s-ss
go and take note, like i’m with the jazz

chef mode so i whip it heavy
ima keep it moving if the homie let me
big moves yeah i gotta make them
no views so i gotta take them

no longer keep it on the low
you ain’t with it then you gotta go
game face, yeah you know the truth
you don’t wanna mess with the crew boy (crew boy)

[chorus: disla]

i don’t know why i’m actin’ like this
grab a foreign and i pull up to your crib (aye)
when they see me they ain’t ever talking (sh sh sh)
i don’t know why i’m actin’ like

i don’t know why i’m actin’ like this
grab a foreign and i pull up to your crib (aye)
when they see me they ain’t ever talking (sh sh sh)
i don’t know why i’m actin’ like

- disla

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