Facts, I seen it comin', now I'm touchin' hella money
Know I do this shit for real, you better not doubt this shit for nothin'
I don't need no blick, I'll punch you in your shit for all that bluffin'
I don't need no bitch that keep they hand out to ask for somethin'
I be on that 'bituary shit, cemetery shit
Bloody Mary shit, look in the mirror, leave no evidence
I done got my mind right, I know just what to do
Yellow man, Pikachu, these choppers pop up out the blue
Woah, I can't beef if that boy broke, swole as hell like cantaloupe
Niggas ain't even hittin' shit, but rockin' out on camera, though
Drop a million 'bout my fam, on my son, don't give a damn
Niggas tryna get my recipe, no green eggs and ham
They done got me in that mode, I'm a bitch if I go fold
Brodie tell me trust my pole, if they move in, I gotta blow
If that pussy drop a soul, drop a bomb right by the door
Referee gon' get his ass smacked for tryna up the score
Niggas wanna shake my hand, but they be with the other side
That's how your lil' brother died, said this shit a thousand times
Let my pain out in the booth, I know I'm not bulletproof
The way I let this chopper blow, you would think I could play a flute
Facts, I seen it comin', now I'm touchin' hella money
Know I do this shit for real, you better not doubt this shit for nothin'
I don't need no blick, I'll punch you in your shit for all that bluffin'
I don't need no bitch that keep they hand out to ask for somethin'
I be on that 'bituary shit, cemetery shit
Bloody Mary shit, look in the mirror, leave no evidence
I done got my mind right, I know just what to do
Yellow man, Pikachu, these choppers pop up out the blue
All them niggas hoes for sure, I hit this switch, you see a blur
Yeah, I know I'm just eighteen, but make his BM call me sir
You ever had a dream that you was stuck up on a murder scene?
Ever hit a move and came back home with hundreds in your jeans?
If I let it make me mad, then I'm a bitch, I'm in my bag
Pussy playin' hide and seek, soon as I catch him, he get smashed
She can talk shit all she want with her lil' stinkin' dirty ass
Filled my spots up with them bags, and ever since, been havin' cash
I been poppin' rubber bands, I don't even touch advance
You ain't never spinned the block, you don't know 'bout what I'm sayin'
Niggas dummy, they think everything funny
I'm the one who fuck your mommy, I'm the one don't go for nothin' (Blaow)
Facts, I seen it comin', now I'm touchin' hella money
Know I do this shit for real, you better not doubt this shit for nothin'
I don't need no blick, I'll punch you in your shit for all that bluffin'
I don't need no bitch that keep they hand out to ask for somethin'
I be on that 'bituary shit, cemetery shit
Bloody Mary shit, look in the mirror, leave no evidence
I done got my mind right, I know just what to do
Yellow man, Pikachu, these choppers pop up out the blue
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