Superstaar Beats - Act Like lyrics

[Intro:Lee Coop] Bacca !! Pew pew pew pew !! (Chea) I swear you n***as don't know me Ayo I go by the name "Lee Coop" slime , repping the CoopKluxClan & it's ONDE till I R.I.P ! Don't act like you know me p**y boy we ain't homies Ohhh no , no , noooo Whooohooo [Hook:Coop Boi] Money bag, money bag, money bag Somebody tell me where my money at 40 Chains is swingin, Marti Gras I know the real n***as f** wit that Put a price on your brother head 20 racks get your daddy dead Seen a double, make it flip I know the real f** with this So please do not act like you know me Please do not act like you know me My n***a you really don't know me So please do not act like you know me Imma go off with a. 40 Pop a few pills, then I'm bogus But please do not act like you know me My n***a you really don't know me [Verse 1:Coop Boi] Yah I'm ballin like I'm supposed to I'm cashin out all on my clothes, ooh Look at my neck, baby look at my draws She gone call this dick POLO, she knows who Yeah, I'm just really f**in with you With your n***as' b**hes, I know she gone come up actin different She gone prolly tell her friends bout all the dick that she been gettin Then she run up on you, kissin on you with them same lips that was Mm That ain't none of my business You knows that you got your nose in my business You get it? "Nose in my business" That sh** you snorting, it ain't even authentic Murder n***as on a track, and I'mma still k** the witness You witnessing something glistening It's this watch that I'm dealing with Couple years and they gone know my f**en name at the dealership Dealer ship the work, work it, whip it, you know them n***as that Talk about it and really get it, ain't being friendly whooh Four who*es in a four door Who afford to forward it to me, for some coco Frankly funny n***as ain't, been up on my level Got a girl that have the rest of you b**hes just looking jealous Heard they reckon I'm like Dennis The Menace, that's when I kick it They ain't know us n***as probably been, right on they b**hes It's that CKC brodie, you come here calling me homie You n***as really don't know me, and it's that JTB homie So could, somebody show me [Hook] [Verse 2: Lee Coop] Yo Most of these phoney's acting like they knew Lee , they don't know the new me Even though I'm trending on your news feed Got your b**h liking my pictures , so that mean she gon pitch it Asking for my digits , Imma dick her down then I ditch it You dig it ? And in addition , she get addicted to my dick She seeking for my attention and she can't hide it She ride it like a cyclist And if she fronting she aint sh** but a side chick Hol'up !! I walk in the club and I f** that b**h up , I could snatch up your hoe It ain't sh** to a n***a , I been straight finessing , I'm splurging , I rack up the dough All of my clothes is designer And all of my b**hes is white as Madonna But most of these n***as is p**y , vagina And if she aint f**ing , I swear I decline her These b**hes don't know me !! I got these n***as so worried , man I swear you n***as is scurred Man I came out the jects' where them n***as got techs and they fly all the birds to the burbs Shout outs to Jodi , he whip up the dodi My youngin's ain't 20 but grip up the 40 And they leave you wrapped in a body bag , body bag n***as will do anything just to get the . . [Hook]