Waka Flocka - Activist Lyrics
[Hook]I’m drinking on some Activist, I’m drinking on some ActivistI’m smoking on atomic shit, you’ve never seen a broad like this[Verse 1: Waka Flocka]I’m two Xan’s, ***** a kick stand, afraid of heights but I stay highStay fly, smoke this kush till my brain’s fried and my thoughts go dryPole pimping like do or die, tipping fours like dug it allSmoke more kush than Khalifa, spit the word like a preacherI just bought the pounds, about to go down, I got whitey brown, niggaAbout to make a movie motion pictureBring couple bad *****es, my niggasWe got backwoods and swishers, we got mollies in that activistMy high, I can’t miss, get *****ed up, everybody go ratchet, *****[Hook][Bridge]I’m *****ed up, I’m *****ed upI said I’m *****ed up, I’m *****ed upI’m *****ed up[Verse 2: Waka Flocka]I’m in a rave party, on ecstasyLoud music and neon lightsMe and molly, first class flightI know it’s wrong but it feels rightAlready got drink, all I need is SpriteAsk her name and her drug typeShe don’t do pills, she’ll drink lean and smoke all nightHey, just my typeLong hair, her eyes light, bad chick drive her daddy Jag***** her in the back seat, make that a man, that’s about allDrink activist like Smart WaterTwo girls and molly got my mouth sourLike a warhead I want more headYou can tell it’s good by her right leg keep shakin’Trying to get *****ed up, nigga, what you drinking?You ain’t high my dog, you fakin’Free man is also say the same to the HaitiansMy eye I’m chasingDropping Xans in the Sprite so my eye escalatingEvery time I walk feel like I’m elevatin’And after the club I’mma wear red lightsWith my head lights up, that’s Ferrari racing[Hook][Verse 3: Ben G]Squad Life, money over hoes, that’s my lifeGot locked up my senior yearNow I party every night like prom night***** the system from the DamselAnd I’m well conditioned, ***** shampooI grew up quicker like bambooAnd you marathon *****es get ran throughGet head, roll a blunt and take it to the headGot your girl in the kitchen, we didn’t make it to the bedNow she’s making me some eggs, I’mma play up to the denGot a butcher for the beef and the baker makes breadAnd we baked out, threw a party at the lake houseWhen those girls making outI deposit this dick in their bank accountAnd I pour, roll up, let’s get fadedThey ain’t make it so they hate itThey just jaded, we just drinkingWe just smoking, we just wastedI’m hardly active on that ActivistActually I’ve been actively passive with the baddest *****[Hook]
