Homicide Mikey – Actin Dumb

Homicide Mikey – Actin Dumb Lyrics

Artist: Homicide Mikey
Song: Actin Dumb

I just started rapping
I started trapping
The day you came out your mama, you started capping
A hundred thousand on the, I don’t do plastic

My white boy walk around with dog, he like Shaggy
White b#tch sitting on more blues, she want addys
Bought my ex b#tch a weelchair, cause she can’t stand me
Upped the stick on my cousin, tried to hand me

P.L.R. in the wood, and start a wildfire
Remember I couldn’t stack that sh#t up, but now the pile’s higher
Bro a speed deman off them percs, he a wild driver
You ain’t get that Glock to pop sh#t, you shoot out tires

Me and bro playing with dog sh#t, you got baby money
7000 in my back pocket, that’s my baby money
You can’t get a punchlinе out of me, you gotta pay me for it
Back to back you gotta race mе for it

Last year I ain’t have sh#t, now I got 80 on me
Lil cuz popped that n#gg# for me, gave him 1800
f#cked a hundred hoes in 1 month, I can’t be ugly
If I hate when n#gg#s be muggin

I just paid 2600 for an 8
I know it sound dumb, but I I need my drank
I be sipping everyday, so I PP drank
Just hit a project b#tch without a rubber, now my we we stank

n#gg# upped the gun with no bullits, he stupid as f#ck
Treat his house like a dope feend, I’m shooting it up
Hitting the road every other day, you ain’t moving like us
Put the on the greyhound, made it move on the buss

b#tch say she wanna f#ck
Killed her baby daddy next day, put is face on a shirt
DoorDash with half the grams, I take them to work
Runners on my feet, I take them to church

Pressed the gass once and shot off, we on 7 mile
You old as hell f#cking young hoes, boy, you a pedifile
I wanted 10 for a mixtape, he sent 11 thou
Pop a n#gg#, throw him in the lake

Yeezys on my feet, you can’t cop these
I knew the b#tch had some good p#ss#, she got
I had to quit f#cking with the liquor, now I pop P’s
You can’t make a hundred off of rap, boy, you is not me

Creep up on his window with the Glock, yeah I’m
My fanny pack ain’t got a dollar in it, this a stick
He tryna beef, but always chasing p#ss#, put a b#tch on him
I drop 30, got a switch

The right side of my face, your ho lick on it
Seen too many n#gg#s in Macqueens, so I bought Rick Owens
Jumped out on a n#gg# in broad day, and dropped a clip on him
Guns on my waist I think my hip broken

Supercharger on my Corvette, watch me stab off
Give me a free pint every month, I got a bad cauf
150, then what the glass cost?
My ex b#tch want her a new body, what the #ss cost?

Sold my feend a half a gram of tar, but it was asshfalt
I’m pouring in my bathtub, making bath salts
n#gg#s mad, cause my stash look like
On the brick you get half off

I got numb taking percies everyday, don’t think my tongue working
Tryna load a hundred in the drum, got my thumb hurting
How you drop a hundred
The feds intaragate me, I’m acting like a dumb person
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Release Year: 2020