All Facts Not 1 Opinion (feat. Slimmy B & DaBoii)

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RBE, SOB
 Lil' nigga
 Lil' nigga
 Lil' nigga (link up)
 Me and Slimmy back to back, you niggas in trouble ('lil nigga)
 The Glock with me, 2 tone, the clip on a puzzle
 Diamonds on us drippy-drip, they thinkin' we puddles
 She gon' see the other side of me for thinkin' I cuddle (gang, ayy)
 And when she see the other side she gon' see a demon (see a demon)
 She fell in love with this dick
 'Cause I go the deepest (go the deepest)
 See a sucker, and I'm trippin', I don't need a reason (need a reason)
 And I'm sliding with this chop, fuck a vest, you gon' need Jesus
 A couple strokes from the back
 She gon' need a breather (she gon' need a breather)
 A bitch ain't gettin' shit from me, not a piece of pizza
 Lost my relationship with God, I'm in need of preaching
 Feelin' froggy, nigga, jump, nigga, get to leapin'
 I don't want that fake love, nigga, you could keep it (Keep it)
 Givin' love to the bitch, I just fuck and leave her (Nerd)
 You can catch me in the field like I'm Jeepers Creepers
 Keep on playin' with your life, you gon' meet the Reaper
 Oh, you on my head?
 Then knock it off my shoulders (Off my shoulders)
 A gleeky on him while he leanin'
 Make that nigga sober (make him sober)
 My future gettin' brighter, but death been movin' closer
 I got the info from the bitch
 Lil' bro, you shouldn't have told her (nerd)
 Bitch, play one game with me
 Then the game is over (game over)
 My whole gang deliver smoke, nigga, place a order
 They ask me, am I feelin' fine? Yeah, kinda sorta
 And yeah, you the big homie but your money shorter
 Light show up on my neck, ain't no chain tuckin' (Nope)
 Masked up, pull a skit, we don't say nothin'
 Wanna be up in this gang, you gotta spray somethin'
 And if you wanna be my bitch, you gotta pay somethin' (bitch)
 Everybody gotta die, know my day comin' (gang, gang)
 Strictly only brothers like I hate cousins (gang, gang, gang, gang)
 All my old hoes you niggas stay lovin'
 Need to get your ass a badge 'cause you stay cuffin' (cop)
 Bitch, get up off my dick
 This don't belong to you (don't belong to you)
 In the lab cookin', nah, bitch, won't make no song for you
 They mournin' me, I'm tired of this shit, Lord, how long were you?
 Where the woods at, nah
 I will not hit no bong with you (where the good?)
 Hmm, sorry, mmm, not sorry (nope)
 Say that baby mines, bitch sound dumb, call Maury
 Nah, I'm playin', take this pill, that's a problem solved
 Get that situated, then a new dick she'll be hoppin' on (bitch)
 I'm a funny nigga, you a bummy nigga
 Ruth's Chris got me lookin' like a chubby nigga
 You would text a bitch all day, lovey-dovey nigga facts
 I'ma slide through and put it in her tummy, nigga
 And I hate a broke bitch that be actin' rich (broke bitch)
 Speakin' down on my name, so I can't have the bitch
 All these hundreds in my pockets, I'll bag the bitch (blues)
 Got no sympathy for hoes, I'll slap a bitch (bitch)
 And if you thinkin' I'm a lick then you lack education
 Why I smoke so damn much? That's my medication
 And I ain't puttin' down the mic 'cause I'm dedicated
 Yeah, was married to the Glock, skit got pulled then we got separated
 It's a lot of chops in this bitch with me (In this bitch with me)
 It's a lot of Glocks in this bitch with me (In this bitch with me)
 Act dumb, you'll get popped in this bitch with me (In this bitch with me)
 G23, I got LeBron in this bitch with me (In this bitch with me)
 And I'll bust a whole nut on your bitch titties (on your bitch titties)
 And if you livin' off the bitch then you Tim Timmy (then you Tim Timmy)
 Like a blind man I got a stick with me (got a stick with me)
 My bitch a goddess, you be fuckin' on a Miss Piggy (lil nigga)
 Penalty, three yards, bitch, your breath stink (breath stink)
 Dick so good, baby wanna make a sex tape (make a sex tape)
 The only pass I'm givin' opps is the F grade (Is the F grade)
 And this chopper flip a nigga like a pancake, bitch
 Nigga, all facts (and not one opinion)
 All facts (and not one opinion)
 All facts (and not one opinion)
 Want smoke? Yeah, we want all of that, ayy
 Nigga, all facts (And not one opinion)
 Ha, nigga, all facts (and not one opinion)
 Ha, nigga, all facts
 Dick so good, I'll blow your bitch back, lil' nigga
 Ah, all facts
 Ha, ha, all facts
 Ha, ha, all facts
 Ha, ha, all facts
 Ah, ah, all facts
 Ah, ah, all facts
 Ah, nigga
 

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Duration
03:39
Key
4
Tempo
95 BPM

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