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Man, check this out
You little girls better get some act right
When I pull up to school in the Benz with my daddy
Don't be asking me to ask him for no autograph
Don't be asking how much my chain cost
Don't ask me why I always have the new Js
You need to be asking your mama why
She didn't comb your hair this morning
And why your clothes don't match, cause you're looking terrible
Check a real girl out though
I'm a household name at the school
Cause I pull up in a coupe and everything on me true
Beyonce backpack, every day a new shoe
Got money in my pocket, feelin' way too cool
Ooh you little kids better act right
Tired up in class, feelin' like I drink my dad's Sprite
Phone wouldn't stop ringin' last night
Labels kept callin' me but they didn't have the cash right
So I'mma just stay indie
In the newest pennies, True Religion Fendi
Feelin' like Michelle, presidential like Obama wife
CL55 AMG, that's what my mama drive
So get on my height, I do a song a night
Got all the Js, straight As, so it's only right
Gonna do my homework and a song when I get home tonight
First feature on a CD when I was only 9
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Me and Blow in the Benz bumpin' Lil Snupe
Finna pick Nalia up from middle school
Think you talkin' to my niece, you's a little fool
She nice to blow up like an inner tube
All gas, no brakes, no interludes
Your whole fit ain't more than her tennis shoes
Custom chain from Avianne, stuntin' like her daddy
She said her style got these little girls mad at me
I tell her don't trip, do your own thing
They just mad at you cause you got your own lane
Cause when your album drop, you gon' take over
Give these little girls a makeover
They don't rock like you
They ain't grow up in the mob like you
So tell 'em to be cool
Cause your uncle do the fool, get your act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Dope Era be the era I was born, bruh
Lil' Blow you still owe your big bro some corn nuts
Ice City be the city I was born up
400 Every picture, yeah I swear I'm throwin' up
Lord I'm lookin' at my daughters like they growin' up
Your little daughter got gas, she be flowin' bruh
Livvy Lu, she the flyest thing in school
Pop tags every day, shoe game all new
Yep, shout out to the real fathers
Deadbeats get your act right and raise your daughters
Stop tryna raise a gun and raise your son
Before you end up in jail, I'mma raise a punk
Real talk, I ain't gon' lie about it
If this some real life stuff I ain't gon' cry about it
Nah, I'mma stand like a man
And do anything I can so my daughter can expand
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right
Act right, act right
You little kids better act right