A C T Lyrics

X-ray, vision, high-p

You could be a lawyer, I sell an MRT

We're not ready for this shit, this is not ACT

All you take is LMO and no P

All you smoke is Bulldog, smell like Ritchie

A shot to win, that's the need

The fashion's here, you're kinda busy

But the peanut reaches speed

This is so straight, it got a crease

Circus backflip in there

Keep cutting on all that

Leave a murder scene, I'm a vacuum killer

Jump out my P, it's dollar code

Let a brand new groove, I'm an open stealer

I'm a massacre, a master killer

I'm Mr. Who with the chain like Rizzo

You don't want this problem with this blender

Came with a big bitch called Atlanta

You know you stinking the shit like Shaw, bruh

I'm just saying I'll write to that shit for trial

I'm lonely by myself, I ain't got no call

I'm lonely by myself, I ain't got no call

I'm lonely by myself, I ain't got no call

X-Ray, Virgin, I be

You could be a lawyer, I sell an MRT

You're not ready for this, this is not ACT

All you take is LMO and no P

All you smoke is Bulldog, smell like Ritchie

I'm Mr. Who