Act a Fool - BigKayBeezy

Baby I been Chillin lying here patient Waiting on you But this room is still kind of vacant What am I supposed to do? When you're so distant You got it baby Promise baby Ima be real honest saying That I'm really wanting to fuck So don't deny love that you're wanting Promise I'll feel the same in the morning What you tryna do ooh ooh ah Ooh ooh ooh ah ooh Whatever you been wanting to do Act a Fool Ooh ooh ooh ah Ooh ooh ooh ah ooh You'll miss your opportunity to Act a fool You got me feignin baby Tell me what's the reason Why you got me stallin When you know you'll call me When it comes down to it Don't focus on the bad oh Why waste what you can have you know You know that i still fuck with you You know that it's still up with you So what you tryna do ooh ooh ah Ooh ooh ooh ah ooh Whatever you been wanting to do Act a fool baby, yea, ooh ooh ooh ah Ooh ooh ooh ah ooh You'll miss your opportunity to Act a fool Don't you miss your opportunity Don't you know i look for unity I'm into you can you tell me are you into me Intimacy

Time flies when you havin' fun That's what they told me So you must've caught a few flights At the rate you're going I promise I ain't tryna pick fights I'm just telling you what I know, know Got a million niggas hollerin' every day And pussy gettin' thrown my way but I decline Now I don't wanna hear you say how hard it is to fight temptation, oh Now I don't wanna hear how bad it hurts when I go pull on you, on you Funny thing about these fuckin' tables is they turn, they always do So if you wanna act a fool Baby, I can act up too Heard you out here breaking rules Playing games I can't lose Oh, you think you got that juice Better know I got that too Anything you can do Better know I can too So if you wanna act a fool Baby, I can act up too Heard you out here breaking rules Playing games I can't lose Yeah, yeah Think I won't do you dirty (aye) You must not really know me (yeah) That melanin keep 'em on me (yeah) Shooting shots like they Kobe (yeah) Got a bad girl, your Rihanna I shouldn't even have to remind ya Gave you the ball you dropped it That's not my fault, I'm sorry Got a million niggas hollerin' every day And pussy gettin' thrown my way but I decline (I decline) I don't wanna hear you say how hard it is to fight temptation, oh Now I don't wanna hear how bad it hurts when I go pull on you, on you (I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear, yeah) Funny thing about these fuckin' tables is they turn, they always do (oh yeah) So if you wanna act a fool (if you wanna act) Baby, I can act up too (I can act up too) Heard you out here breaking rules Playing games I can't lose Oh, you think you got that juice Better know I got that too Anything you can do Better know I can too So if you wanna act a fool (if you wanna act a fool) Baby, I can act up too Heard you out here breaking rules Playing games I can't lose (I can't lose)

I don't got a pencil or pen in this bookbag Added like ten to the clip 'cause it look bad Don't give a fuck if you pissed, nigga, get mad All you can bitch and get killed with your bitch ass Lil' bro got blood on his shirt with his Crip ass Go write a diss and get murked, don't do shit ass Bitch, I'm a star, I might burst with my stiff ass Hop out the car like, "Who want it? Who with that?" I don't know nothin', I was gone when they did that Bandana wrapped where my chrome and my wig at If he want beef, hit his home with a Big Mac Niggas be breaking the code like a Kit-Kat Runnin' your mouth like a ho get you bitch-slapped Actin' too tough get your bitch wrapped up I can make four blunts out a bitch like, "Huh?" I'm rollin' Backwoods, what the fuck is a dutch? And my coupe automatic like, "fuck is a clutch?" And you still rocking PacSun, boy, you a bum Could've bought a new gun, what I spent on my charm I get cheese by the pound, this is not Parmesan I'm smoking broccoli, countin' up lettuce In love with the Glocky, think I got a fetish Kush in my pocket, this shit hella smelly Little Caesars my Glock, keep that bitch hot and ready Finna be summer, go pull out the shirts And go pull out the shovels and water the dirt Niggas been so-called lookin' for me 'Fore I hide from a nigga, I'm poppin' him first If you my bitch, then you gotta be pretty and with it Like, "Bae, put the Glock in your purse" Fuck up your life like some crack or a curse Got a bitch with a pipe in the back of the vert Thinking shit sweet could turn matters to worse Go from Cadillac trucks to a Cadillac hearse Act like you poppin', get popped like a Perc' Front like he got it, we rob him, that's merch Go through his wallet and all of his merch Fuck what you call it, I call it some work And I'm constantly balling like Caris LeVert I ain't fuckin' her raw even off of this Perc' Catch him in traffic, go ape and gorilla Pull up, we scorin' like Damian Lillard He said, "he ain't mean it", well, ain't he a killer? This clip make him dance like he makin' a Triller Love it so much, he just makin' it realer Was tough on the 'net, now his face in a Swisher Lil' bro a quarterback, keep throwin' bullets Hot shit in his stomach, start bakin' his liver All of my lil' niggas earthquake gang 'Cause they tryna make somethin' shake off a jigga I'm from up north, droppin' rakes with the hitter Ten licks in the field like we play for the Steelers Back in the day, I'd snooze off the drank Double cup with the gang, drop an eight in a pitcher Come on the block and we passed her around Heard you lovin' that ho and you faithfully kissin' They know my shit ringin' all through the city They speak on my name, but that's only assumptions I go by Capalot I used to post up at West off the X, lookin' ugly or somethin' Roll with some real ones, free lil' Jo and Wooski 'Cause, bitch, niggas know how my brothers was comin' Ball like I'm Ed and I'm shootin' like lil' Bid And I'm just gon' do it like Dirk when I'm stuntin' I told my shorties to empty them clips They said, "Big bro, we ain't suit up for nothin'" Shots from this pump, like lil' Ricky, he runnin' Uh, blow this four-oh like a trumpet It ain't no question my lil' bro a dog He gon' leave shit on the floor when he dumpin' Might make the news or somethin' for thinkin' shit sweet Caught a shot to the face, now he skunkin' I don't got a pencil or pen in this bookbag Added like ten to the clip 'cause it look bad Don't give a fuck if you pissed, nigga, get mad All you can bitch and get killed with your bitch ass Lil' bro got blood on his shirt with his Crip ass Go write a diss and get murked, don't do shit ass Bitch, I'm a star, I might burst with my stiff ass Hop out the car like, "Who want it? Who with that?" I don't know nothin', I was gone when they did that Bandana wrapped where my chrome and my wig at If he want beef, hit his home with a Big Mac Niggas be breaking the code like a Kit-Kat Runnin' your mouth like a ho get you bitch-slapped