WICK - Act on Up Lyrics

Remember used to feel
Like a kid could be a superhero
Coupe same color Batmobile
Pocket on zero,
Sprinkle lil cheddar on the real
Rice or spaghetti every meal
Baby wanna chill
I ain't in the topic of talkin' or making love songs
But I can pop pill
We can make a deal
Used to run scam bitch for real
But never made much, so couldn't see the appeal
Only feel fear when a nigga see light flashing
See partners popped for drip, but niggas really don't like fashion
A nigga threw a chair, all sudden then fights happen
And you a walkin' lick, so be careful what street you passing
Baby you could save the world with a flick of the pussy
Best believe before you crumble as I eat on cookie
Ran into nigga house, first time I played hooky
Turn a beanie to a shiesty that I rock with a hoodie

Go ahead and
Ooo act on up, rowdy niggas, I was reading on the back of the bus
She a proper pussy popper, baby back on up
Popping and locking and moving, baby act all up
Go ahead and
Ooo act on up, I ain't riding solo dolo, I brought gang with us
He a proper ruga shooter nigga back on up
I brought niggas wit some issues so don't act all tough
Go ahead and
Ooo act on up, young dumb ditty dumb, but we all grow up
All moving different directions, but we still smoke up
Some dead, pour one out before we all pour up
Go ahead and
Ooo act on up, maybe baby you can do a lil dance wit me
Thankfully, I got a bit Hennessy
We ain't paying no 40 dollars or no bottle fees
Go ahead and

(So high)
Are you there, Is this real, I can't feel
(So high)
Do-ssé something genuine, just be serious
(So high)
Are u serious, I'm delirious, disappear
(So high)
F*ck your feeling, f*ck your feeling, f*ck your feeling

(So high)
Are you there, Is this real, I can't feel
(So high)
Do-ssé something genuine, just be serious
(So high)
Are u serious, I'm delirious, disappear
(So high)
F*ck your feeling, f*ck your feeling, f*ck your feels

Had a couple of problems with you, your partner n' em
Prolly knowing who shot em, just ask yo partner n' em
Copped a pistol and popped em, t'was yo partner n' em
So we gunnin' for you, you, and your partner n' em
Ever sang Micheal Jackson to a cardiac
Heard a couple shots, so you know where the party at
Up like insomniac, slumped where the zombies at
Smoke make me disappear, shots heard at 2:00 am
Disillusioned and niggas looming, stumbling high as hell
Niggas shooting, like make a movie, expand the clientele
First nigga to get robbed was pushing weight and scales
Nigga went home pissed off, then got a job in sales
Everybody know everybody, and where they crash at
If we smoking then passed that,
Habits you pick up when yo habitat more hashtags
Pictures under street lights, open investigations
Few blocks away from the racist, those honkies salute to Reagan

Ooo act on up, quiet niggas smoke the loudest, got the loud wit us
Rolled an eighth inside the wood, it make yo brain go numb
Dubious doobie, I'm high we can all roll up
Go ahead and
Ooo act on up, I ain't riding solo dolo, I brought gang with us
Dangerous, just like bag of angel dust
That's big exaggeration but don't hang wit us