Rich Brian, EARTHGANG - Act Up

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We the last ones left (Ayy), it ain't far fetched (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Case you people haven't recognized yet

We been lookin' flyer than a fighter jet (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Want the smokе? We got a pack of cigarettes

I'm thе sailor and I am the pirate (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Get the mic', I spit the dialect

Love is public but the jet is private (Ayy, ayy)

I take off, mask off then

Let 'em know face to face that they got a price to pay

I roll with the bros then get rid waste of spaces

Get 'em all purple like Lakers, vacate safely

Back to the safe house, knock-knock-knock like who be fakes now?

Air Force with me, not no shoes

We givin’ out bruises, life would be better with no Judas


Yeah

Walk into the room, boy, they actin’ like they seen a ghost (Act up)

We gon' tear it down, clear the witnesses before we go (Act up)

Yeah, riding around actin’ crazy, better not I get too close (Act up)

Better shut it down (Act up) 'cause you know we poppin' off the most (Act up)

Boom-ba-di-di, da-da-da, da-dum

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