Actin Up - Wale, Meek Mill, French Montana

Yeah, turn the lights on

Yeah, turn the lights on

Yeah, turn the lights on

Turn the lights on

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up (Maybach) and these niggas be letting 'em

These hoes be acting up

And these niggas be letting 'em

I crushed them hoes, I never loved them hoes

And these niggas be sweating 'em

Cause I run shit, like Edgerrin

Or better yet, like Rev and them

And on the bottom of my sneaks they red, man

And I ain’t talking 'bout no damn Meth and them

Stay Louis Vuitton and I super grind

VS stones, they super shine

I pop a Perc, I get super high

And I drill your bitch, root canal

I rock Tom Ford, Concords

And I shine on these dime whores

This bitch done bought me a Rolex

And I still ain’t got no time for her

These hoes be acting up

These niggas be acting tough

I’m in the Phantom, I’m backing up

And I’m bust down but I’m strapped as fuck

So hold your horses, Polo horses

Aston Martin, we roll in Royces

Real niggas up in the building

Them hoes choose us, ain’t no more choices

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em

These niggas be letting 'em, these niggas be letting 'em

These niggas be letting 'em, and me, I don’t be sweating 'em

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em, yeah

These hoes be acting up

See, me, I don’t practice much

Gold albums from the word of mouth

Gold bottles in the back of us

These Jones be broke as fuck

Too uptight, they won’t open up

She got her arms folded even on the phone

I’m like what the fuck is she here for?

These hoes be acting up

These niggas keep wifing them

Please homie, got me cracking up

Never spent one more than a night with her

These hoes be a fucking joke

They’ll never say a nigga didn’t warn you though

Cause you can hit my phone like four in the morning

And I be like, hah, I told you so, word

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em

These niggas be letting 'em, these niggas be letting 'em

These niggas be letting 'em, and me, I don’t be sweating 'em

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em, yeah

These hoes be acting up

Big bread we racking up

Straight to the bank, cee-lo

Cancel that bitch like Nino

Ratchet ass ho, don’t play with me

Want to Kobe me, want to Humphrey me

Want to Michael me, Russell me

Take me to the bank and Tiger me

Now these hoes be acting up

These clothes ten stacks and up

These cars 100 racks and up

These drums 100 rounds and up

Bitch, blow me, like a, trumpet

Twenty, thousand, all in, hundreds

Fuck it, money, money, money

Money, money, money (ah!) hah

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em

These niggas be letting 'em, these niggas be letting 'em

These niggas be letting 'em, and me, I don’t be sweating 'em

These hoes be acting up, these hoes be acting up

These hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting 'em, yeah