Bricc Baby - Activis lyrics

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Bricc Baby - Activis lyrics

[Hook] Actavis, Actavis, I'm moving slow-mo Get a pint then crack the pint, I'm pour another four That's that Actavis, Actavis, I'm feeling like four Crack a pint and code a pint, I'm sleepin, no, no, no Posted on the block with the big .44 Kickin' all these pills, I can't sleep no more Posted on the block with the big .44 Chewin' on these pills, I don't sleep no more [Verse 1] Posted at the spot, all I think about is dough If you ain't buyin' d**, why the f** you callin' my phone? If you tryna rob me, leave a tag on your toe sh**ty Pistol Pete, man I keep a .44 n***a know I cop 40 How about the car and the blunt I do not ride, I'm a (?) Just hop straight out the Porsche Man I'm a fool with the torch I run 'em down with that torch I run 'em down with that torch I'ma skirt off in the Porsche Copped me some Act', pour a four, ayy Put me a stash in the door, ayy Put me a stash in the floor, ayy Pull out 100 bands, blow it, ayy 200 pints at your door, ayy I get this sh** by the crate (lean) I mix that Fanta with grape (lean) Pour in that lean by the eighth, yeah [Hook] Actavis, Actavis, I'm moving slow-mo Get a pint then crack the pint, I'm pour another four That's that Actavis, Actavis, I'm feeling like four Crack a pint and code a pint, I'm sleepin, no, no, no Posted on the block with the big .44 Kickin' all these pills, I can't sleep no more Posted on the block with the big .44 Chewin' on these pills, I don't sleep no more [Interlude] I'm geeked the f** up right now, six motherf**in' d** Geek it up, geek it up, geek it up, I want the Actavis [Verse 2] I got the Act' and I know a cap Sippin' on purp, call it grand-daddy I keep that stick while I'm in traffic Hoppin' out grippin' that automatic (?) that sh** automatic (?) move that big (?) I put them blocks in the Trans-Am You try to rob, switch go bam-bam I'm loaded, I'm loaded, I know I am I mix the Perc with the damn Zan I'm booted, I'm Mollied, at the same time I'm on the same d** that k**ed Yams Twenty ounce only, can't miss again I get them bricks from a Mexican Posted on block for the handle hand Trap in the mirror get African (?) then paink**er b**hes came in (?) Boxes came in and I stamped them Right to the left, they can't stand it I (?) my Cartier pink So many d**, don't see My diamonds, they dancin' like Breezy My diamonds on water, no Fiji

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