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AKTIVATED (outro) Video (MV)




Performed By: Nito Bane
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Ernest Minor




Nito Bane - AKTIVATED (outro) Lyrics




Came in this bitch like a villain
I'm tryna make a killin'
You niggas ain't realer, I'm realer

Hop out the cut like a zombie, no thriller
Drac' on my side, play around you gon' feel it
I'm in this bitch and I'm geeked to the ceilin
She a lil' freak but she get in her feelings

7.62 this shit big as a missile
Get that boy gon' with a blow of a whistle
You play with the gang and we findin' your issue
She suckin' the sick its just like a popsicle

I got the beam on the chop, I can't miss you
Keepin' a rod on me, ain't goin' fishing
We go and find him cause he didn't listen
I get the cash like a GTA mission, been goin' so hard, nigga, f*ck a tuition
I'm on some shit that you cannot define
Never will see me, I'm creeping behind
I bet that choppa' will change up his mind

I bet that hoe want me all in her spine
Hop in the Stu in that mode every time
I gotta get me some more every time
Money be callin' my name, I can't hide

Catch that boy lookin', send shots through his eye
Ain't gotta tell me, I know that I'm fly
Ain't gotta ask me, you know that I'm high
Tell em' pop-out, bitch, you know we outside

Poppin' that shit, we will leave you on the side
And we turn a five to a ten
Young niggas havin' turn a L to a win
We hop in that bitch and we sin

I bet them niggas won't say shit again
Roll a eighth in a wood, got me feelin' good
Niggas ain't real, get that shit understood
Don't give a f*ck, I post up in your hood

Bitch ima boss, I be feelin' like Shug
We made that chopper hit him with a hook
We made that chopper hit him with a left, right
Talkin' bout me, but you don't got the check right

Oh, that's yo bitch, she with me for the next night
Ran up a check then I'm on to the next flight
She gave me neck like she want her the best life
In that 4-matic, I can't even drive it right

We put that f*ck nigga down like a lullaby
Got chrome on my body, got chrome on my body
We in that bitch, just like Scottie to hottie
I got that bitch, too geeked up off da molly
Off of the drank and I move like a zombie

We make his whip flip like origami
I shoot the drac' cause I love how it's sounding
Hit at your body, that bitch get to pounding

I want my house on the top of a mountain
That bitch too wet like a motherf*cker fountain
I get the money, you get an allowance
I'm with this bitch and we gettin' the rounds in

This nigga goofy for thinkin' we wasn't gon' find em
F*ck it, we layin' em down then
Niggas be touchin' the money, I need a accountant
Niggas never touched no damn bands

Kno it's five shit, nigga
Get to runnin' on that ho, man
Gang
Gang
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Came in this bitch like a villain
I'm tryna make a killin'
You niggas ain't realer, I'm realer

Hop out the cut like a zombie, no thriller
Drac' on my side, play around you gon' feel it
I'm in this bitch and I'm geeked to the ceilin
She a lil' freak but she get in her feelings

7.62 this shit big as a missile
Get that boy gon' with a blow of a whistle
You play with the gang and we findin' your issue
She suckin' the sick its just like a popsicle

I got the beam on the chop, I can't miss you
Keepin' a rod on me, ain't goin' fishing
We go and find him cause he didn't listen
I get the cash like a GTA mission, been goin' so hard, nigga, f*ck a tuition
I'm on some shit that you cannot define
Never will see me, I'm creeping behind
I bet that choppa' will change up his mind

I bet that hoe want me all in her spine
Hop in the Stu in that mode every time
I gotta get me some more every time
Money be callin' my name, I can't hide

Catch that boy lookin', send shots through his eye
Ain't gotta tell me, I know that I'm fly
Ain't gotta ask me, you know that I'm high
Tell em' pop-out, bitch, you know we outside

Poppin' that shit, we will leave you on the side
And we turn a five to a ten
Young niggas havin' turn a L to a win
We hop in that bitch and we sin

I bet them niggas won't say shit again
Roll a eighth in a wood, got me feelin' good
Niggas ain't real, get that shit understood
Don't give a f*ck, I post up in your hood

Bitch ima boss, I be feelin' like Shug
We made that chopper hit him with a hook
We made that chopper hit him with a left, right
Talkin' bout me, but you don't got the check right

Oh, that's yo bitch, she with me for the next night
Ran up a check then I'm on to the next flight
She gave me neck like she want her the best life
In that 4-matic, I can't even drive it right

We put that f*ck nigga down like a lullaby
Got chrome on my body, got chrome on my body
We in that bitch, just like Scottie to hottie
I got that bitch, too geeked up off da molly
Off of the drank and I move like a zombie

We make his whip flip like origami
I shoot the drac' cause I love how it's sounding
Hit at your body, that bitch get to pounding

I want my house on the top of a mountain
That bitch too wet like a motherf*cker fountain
I get the money, you get an allowance
I'm with this bitch and we gettin' the rounds in

This nigga goofy for thinkin' we wasn't gon' find em
F*ck it, we layin' em down then
Niggas be touchin' the money, I need a accountant
Niggas never touched no damn bands

Kno it's five shit, nigga
Get to runnin' on that ho, man
Gang
Gang
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Writer: Ernest Minor
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