Facts Lyrics

Brody he official with the glock

I'm dozing off bitch I done poured a eight of woc

Red tips in a fn we killing cops

Since he's slime bitch I'm popping his lil top

Riding up the six with yo bitch she blowing socks

And I got the blicky on my seat don't try to plot

You ain't help yo mans you left him in that bitch to rot

Nigga killed my mans then like five bodies dropped

These claiming fake ass beef don't even know a nigga

I'll put yo mans on tee and get hoeing niggas

Why you talking tuff in them tweets you gotta show a nigga

Wood hanging out the window bussing tryna blow a nigga

Me and my niggas send 30 shots them niggas running

If a nigga send a shot at us we ain't ducking

Do a nigga greasy for that chicken it get ugly

Slide down a nigga block a have a puss running

All that talking slick shit gone get yo bitch hit

Tryna run off these 223's gone get him hitstick

You ain't never had ten but you talk rich shit

Niggas getting popped and get to telling on that bitch shit

Making niggas too sick

We really do this

She call me I'm like who this

These niggs too whipped

Niggas really bitches on the gram like they Shoot shit

Claim they on my head but when they see me they don't do shit

All my bitches and they bougie they work at hooters

Niggas used to get bullied in school but now they shooters

Supposed to keep it in the streets but niggas beefing on computers

If you a shooter don't tell me that you shooter

Gotta big ass 40 on me I ain't scrapping

If you bitch keep eye fucking me imma Thrax her

Imma hit the bitch one good time and then imma pass her

When she done fucking the bros then you can have her

When she done fucking the bros then you can have her

Aye when she done fucking the bros

I said when she done fucking the bros then you can have her

When she done fucking the bros

Let's get it