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stop acting - r3 da chilliman lyrics

[intro]
(di*diego)

[chorus]
stop actin’ like you tryna grab a safe (’cause you ain’t)
stop actin’ like them diamonds ’cause them ain’t (’cause they ain’t)
you must don’t like her, you don’t buy her sh*t when you shoppin’
i got her hair done and nails done, now she poppin’ (i’m rich)
gls 600, we in a maybach (uh*huh)
if you ain’t tryna hit nothin’, don’t even spray that (bet i’ma shoot)
ling ling, i’m back in the field, let’s see what really boppin’ (let’s see)
i’ll confirm me a k!ll if a n*gga pop it

[verse 1]
them n*ggas ain’t got no bodies, that’s make believe (stop cappin’)
we throwin’ bands around this b*tch like money grow on trees (we rich)
g27, b*tch, this a compact 40
them n*ggas scared to fall in, them is not my homies (scary n*gga)
shе wear prada and rick owen, put that drip on (she flawеd)
bad b*tches only, weak b*tch, go home (bye)
stop actin’ like you’re really gettin’ money (you’re not)
stop actin’ like i don’t got blower, it can get ugly (it will)
the cubans on my neck, this sh*t heavy as f*ck
i’m finna bounce out on your block, get ready to duck (duckin’)
m series, x6, you never drove that (skrrt)
he actin’ cool with my style, he just stole that (that’s me)
fly crip, but my hat got a b on it (i’m crippin’)
my lap got some money and her feet on it (uh*huh)
stop actin’ like you me ’cause you not (you ain’t)
if i green light a n*gga, he gettin’ dropped (he gone)
[chorus]
stop actin’ like you tryna grab a safe (’cause you ain’t)
stop actin’ like them diamonds ’cause them ain’t (’cause they ain’t)
you must don’t like her, you don’t buy her sh*t when you shoppin’
i got her hair done and nails done, now she poppin’ (i’m rich)
gls 600, we in a maybach (uh*huh)
if you ain’t tryna hit nothin’, don’t even spray that (bet i’ma shoot)
ling ling, i’m back in the field, let’s see what really boppin’ (let’s see)
i’ll confirm me a k!ll if a n*gga pop it

[verse 2]
i already know them n*ggas hate me, they b*tch probably want me (duh)
big dog with this pape’, my b*tch gettin’ a rollie
i got h*lla pieces, baby, these grams on grams (holy sh*t)
b*tch, this glock under my coat, i’ll slam your mans (pop him out)
i seen an m in this sh*t, he ain’t seen a hundred (uh*huh)
give a f*ck if it’s ten n*ggas, b*tch, i ain’t runnin’ (i ain’t runnin’)
nine hundred on my feet, these marni slippers (uh*huh)
7.62s in the yop and these enemy chippers (b*tch)
if a n*gga make me mad, i’ma spin some more (get him gone)
we countin’ in this b*tch, need to close that door
stiff*arm a broke b*tch, where my heisman at? (get back)
we finna spin these n*ggas’ block, where they hidin’ at? (f*ck they at?)
sixty thousand, all blues, they ain’t seein’ this
they be rockin’ fake designer, i’m just bleedin’ sh*t (poor n*ggas)
b*tch, i’m r*threezy the great, young rich n*gga
just the drip that i’m rockin’ cost six figures (i’m icy)
[chorus]
stop actin’ like you tryna grab a safe (’cause you ain’t)
stop actin’ like them diamonds ’cause them ain’t (’cause they ain’t)
you must don’t like her, you don’t buy her sh*t when you shoppin’
i got her hair done and nails done, now she poppin’ (i’m rich)
gls 600, we in a maybach (uh*huh)
if you ain’t tryna hit nothin’, don’t even spray that (bet i’ma shoot)
ling ling, i’m back in the field, let’s see what really boppin’ (let’s see)
i’ll confirm me a k!ll if a n*gga pop it

[outro]
stop actin’ like you tryna grab a safe (tryna grab a safe)
stop actin’ like them diamonds ’cause them ain’t (’cause them ain’t)
you must don’t like her, you don’t buy her sh*t when you shoppin’ (when you shoppin’)
i got her hair done and nails done, now she poppin’ (now she poppin’)

- r3 da chilliman lyrics

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