Lyrics How You Gone Act - Big Syke

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Yeahh yeahh
Lil boy, you know you ain't built like that
Puttin' on, know you don't act like that
Twenty thousand on me, call you right back
I can put you on, have you walkin' 'round with some racks
No hoodie, no hat when you ridin' with the pack
You won't catch me slippin', that's how you get snatched
I beat down yo hoe, I hit from the back
Long live Nick, put that shit on my back
All that tough talk, lil n I'm not goin' for that
Pack came in, knew it was no lookin' back
Straight on security, I'm ridin' with the strap
Put a ten on your head, n, how you gon' act
Put some tint on the whip, and it's matted black
I can build me a bitch, tell my bitch to relax
These hoes can't resist, they knowin' I'm dat
Yeahh yeahh yeahh
I'm pimpin' these bitches, return of the mack
I'm hard on a bitch, I don't cut her no slack
I stay down, turned the Nissan to a Cat
Get 'em touched down the road, that boy was a rat
Spent they cutie on Gucci, just look at my hat
I just borrowed the bitch, I'll give her right back
Shipment came in, it sold
100 bags in a box, that's a load
I'm not slatt but I'm wipin' his nose
That's not a bank roll if yo money fold
I'm solid, won't bend, break or fold
Omerta, I stick to the code
Road runner, spent thousands on toes
2500 on Montclair when it's cold
I'mma drip like I left on the faucet
Bitches love me, but they say I'm toxic
Real n, Ion listen to gossip
Big glock on me, no I ain't boxin'
He's all in my business now I gotta watch him
Hoe asked what I made, that hoe outta pocket
Right hand to the plug, that made me the socket
Trap beatin' it's hot like a Taki
Lil boy, you know you ain't built like that
Puttin' on, know you don't act like that
Twenty thousand on me, call you right back
I can put you on, have you walkin' 'round with some racks
No hoodie, no hat when you ridin' with the pack
You won't catch me slippin', that's how you get snatched
I beat down yo hoe, I hit from the back
Long live Nick, put that shit on my back
All that tough talk, lil n I'm not goin' for that
Pack came in, knew it was no lookin' back
Straight on security, I'm ridin' with the strap
Put a ten on your head, n, how you gon' act
Put some tint on the whip, and it's matted black
I can build me a bitch, tell my bitch to relax
These hoes can't resist, they knowin' I'm dat