[Chorus: Ricky Fame]
We bout that Action
Action like Jackson
We bring the wha wha what
We bring the racks in
Breaking her back in
Counting the backend
We bout that wha wha what
We bout that action

[Verse 1: Ricky Fame]
You know I’m a Vet, Fresh off the jet
Slide to the plug, I need a connect
Fuck on my ex, she part of the jwet
Showing more love, I need my respect
N***as be talking, I know that they plotting
I’m back in my bag, I don’t do this shit often
Five rounds got my baby exhausted
Five rounds gotta keep n***as off me
I ain’t gon trip tho, got her in the whip going skitzo
All on camera no skit tho
Hollywood lights, no skid row
Skinny lil bih throw ass like a thick hoe
N***as sneak dissing what’s the issue
This my class I dismiss you
Just got head from your new boo
Hope you hate it when she kiss you

[Chorus: Ricky Fame]
We bout that Action
Action like Jackson
We bring the wha wha what
We bring the racks in
Breaking her back in
Counting the backend
We bout that wha wha what
We bout that action

[Refrain: Ricky Fame]
You know I’m a Vet, Fresh off the jet
Slide to the plug, I need a connect
Fuck on my ex, she part of the jwet
Showing more love, I need my respect
N***as be talking, I know that they plotting
I’m back in my bag, I don’t do this shit often
I’m back in my bag, I don’t do this shit often
I’m back in my bag, I don’t do this shit often


[Verse 2: Starling]
They don’t really want it, cause I be wit it
Poison ivy, trigger finger it’s itchin
Trigonometry, I’m countin up digits
Ain’t talkin money, I ain’t linkin wit n***as
She give the pussy to me cause I’m a vet
Give em smoke but I can’t give em respect
Ain’t no sleep I’m better than all the rest
Only FaceTime when we talkin the Jwet
Get the money only thing on my mind
They know I’m fire ain’t gotta ask me my sign
Militant I’m on a whole different time
Hit it once now she wanna be mine
Make this shit look easy
Shine bright turn a n***a to Stevie
Cash money like I’m Weezy
All them n***as wanna be me, yeah

[Chorus: Ricky Fame]
We bout that Action
Action like Jackson
We bring the wha wha what
We bring the racks in
Breaking her back in
Counting the backend
We bout that wha wha what
We bout that action

[Refrain: Ricky Fame]
You know I’m a Vet, Fresh off the jet
Slide to the plug, I need a connect
Fuck on my ex, she part of the jwet
Showing more love, I need my respect
N***as be talking, I know that they plotting
I’m back in my bag, I don’t do this shit often
Five rounds got my baby exhausted
Five rounds gotta keep n***as off me