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Quit Actin
2,693
Hip-Hop/Rap
Quit Actin was released on December 13, 2024 by NLess Entertainment, Services Account as a part of the album Fully Loaded Drac
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Release DateDecember 13, 2024
LabelNLess Entertainment, Services Account
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DracBaby
DracBaby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reginald Felix
Reginald Felix
Lyrics
Devin Jackson
Devin Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Zoe
King Zoe
Producer

Lyrics

Ay, Yung Zoe, turn up on they ass
Never spinned this block, you ain't even 'bout that action
Quit actin', you don't want smoke with my gang
You ain't even got automatic
You ain't tryna paint that car for real
Boy, quit cappin', you ain't never spinned this block
You ain't even 'bout that action (stop lyin')
Quit actin', you don't want smoke with my gang
You ain't even got automatic (you ain't got no button)
You ain't tryna paint that car for real
You don't want freaky the house to come wrap you (on God)
You wanna chase that clout you chasin'? ****
You ain't ready fall in no casket (you ain't ready to die)
Better stop playin' 'fore them young **** lay in your grass (wait on ya)
Waitin' on your ass
Come here for some lil'-ass bread and tap your ass (yeah)
Keep makin' them songs, I'ma get ya
Trail you in traffic, get did like your dad (like your dad)
Try to run from that fire, I'ma chase you
Ricky your ass, get shot in your back (get shot)
I got some money, I ain't even finna use that shit
Ain't gon' make a **** drop that bread (I don't use it)
Put that switch on repeat, make you run
Get shot in your face, make you drop your dreads (****, drop your face)
You probably don't want no smoke with my gang
I know they scared (scared)
They really lost all they steppers
Somebody go bring for 'em from the dead (go get 'em)
Somebody go get 'em, they in the hospital (tough)
**** block got spinned and his man ain't slide
Them is not your **** (they ain't)
Got .556 and this 7.62 for you bitch-ass macho **** (for you runners)
Don't wan' play that shit on the side
**** come through here, I'ma drop me a **** (I'ma split me a ****)
Yeah, I'ma get a **** gone
This .223 might shoot through trees
But this Draco do a **** wrong (Draco do a **** wrong)
How you gon' bake me a cake with some weak-ass shit?
This bitch don't turn me on (shit weak)
Put a switch on the Glock for runners
Where you gon' go? We chase shit home
Where you gon' go? (Where you gon' go?)
This fully gon' tackle your leg (your leg)
I seen a gangster **** beg for his life
He really was out there scared (was out there scared)
I seen a whole block drop they guns and duck they heads
Made all them boys hit the ground, I seen a whole block play dead
Boy, quit cappin', you ain't never spinned this block
You ain't even 'bout that action
Quit actin', you don't want smoke with my gang
You ain't even got automatic (you ain't got no fully)
You ain't tryna paint that car for real
You don't want freaky in the house to come wrap you
You wanna chase that clout you chasin'?
****, you ain't ready fall in no casket (you ain't ready to die)
Better stop playin' 'fore them young **** lay in your grass (Wait on ya)
Waitin' on your ass come here for some lil'-ass bread and tap your ass
Keep makin' them songs, I'ma get ya
Trail you in traffic, get did like your dad
Try to run from that fire, I'ma chase you
Ricky your ass, get shot in your back
Written by: Devin Jackson, Reginald Felix
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