More songs by Coi Leray
More songs by Shoreline Mafia
Description
It sounds like the party has burst out of the basements and clubs and onto the streets - bold, loud, smelling of smoke and expensive handbags. Every line is either a threat or a joke, seasoned with a pinch of cynicism and a couple of extra moves that are better not to try out in practice. The music is held together by a strong beat, and the lyrics are a mixture of bragging, street rules, and a frank desire for luxury.
There is a certain charm to this: everything seems too loud, too much, too deliberate... but that is precisely what hides the feeling of absolute freedom. It is as if the world here is divided only between those who are “in the know” and those who are better off pretending to understand.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah.
Act like you know, nigga, act like you know.
They shoulda never let a bitch through the door. Chanelly tag, spent a hundred bands on my clothes.
You'll never hit this pussy if you broke. Miu Miu, bitch, I got money, this ain't no Lulu.
Turn this bitch up, make a movie like it's Hulu.
All tens, yeah, I got a section full of new news. My wires put a bun on your head like you Juju.
Said you love me, nigga, put it on the dead homies.
I'm a bird bitch, damn right I want bread on me. I don't wanna fuck tonight, nigga, head only.
Real freak, thumb in my butt, come and munch on it. Act like you know, nigga, act like you know.
They shoulda never let a bitch through the door. Chanelly tag, spent a hundred bands on my clothes.
You'll never hit this pussy if you broke.
Act like you know, bitch, act like you know.
They done let Shoreline through the door. Ayy, act like you know, bitch, act like you know.
They done let Shoreline through the door. What up, Coi?
I'm that boy. Metal detector, still walked in with a toy.
Cookies in rotation, smokin' on Chisahoy.
Put the blicks in rotation, but don't give it to that boy unless you squeezin' it. Said I wouldn't eat it, but I'm eatin' it.
Said I wouldn't leave it, but I hit it, now I'm leavin' it.
Bitches so gullible, tell a lie and they believin' it. My niggas do doubles, I catch a play and then I'm keepin' it. New
Chanel bag and it came with a lil' boo-boo.
She thought she had me bagged, bitch, it must be the Lulu. Like cuckoo, bitch, tuck the Glock in your tutu.
A loose screw, I just look like this how I shoot you.
Act like you know, nigga, act like you know.
They shoulda never let a bitch through the door. Chanelly tag, spent a hundred bands on my clothes.
You'll never -hit this pussy if you broke.
-Ayy, act like you know, bitch, act like you know.
They done let Shoreline up in the door.
Ayy, act like you ho, bitch, act like you ho.
Like you sellin' pussy right in front that store, bitch.
Say she want a Birkin bag, but she the Coach type.
Ain't tryna hear about your feelings, what that throat like? Toe pipe, any nigga trippin', I'm blowin' on sight.
Chase a nigga down, I need Balencis, get that skull right, nigga.
She a eater, she wanna eat it. Took her to the crib, I number head like I'm Beavis.
Yeah, I fucked a bitch in Cali, but I flew her out from Cleveland.
Nigga try to get up with us, I'm leavin' brain up on the ceiling.
Baby, do that one dance, yeah, make that shit shake. Bust down forty-one, nigga, yeah, this the big face.
Say she want the finer things in life, I like this bitch taste.
Told her bend it over, spread it open, make that shit shake.
Act like you know, nigga, act like you know.
They shoulda never let a bitch through the door.
Chanelly tag, spent a hundred bands on my clothes. You'll never hit this pussy if you broke.
Act like you know, bitch, act like you know.
They done let Shoreline through the door. Ayy, act like you know, bitch, act like you know.
They done let Shoreline through the door, ayy.