Letra

(FBeat producing all the heat) Yeah, alright (alright, alright) Niggas love to chat 'till it's time to snap (box) Put a bitch on her back, tell her, "Take that" You the type of nigga tell 'em "Nigga, I didn't say that" (I didn't say that) Niggas wanna play, but I don't play that (play that) We can crash out tonight in a Maybach (Maybach) The facts stay I'm a nigga, nigga stay, facts (stay facts) He heard I hit this bitch, he ready to die (facts) I'm like a kid at the park, I'm ready to slide (facts) Been there, done that, it's killing his pride (facts) We can get over the truth, but not no lies (facts) Niggas booth in the booth, tell all them lies You're a motherfuckin' victim, you won't hurt a fly I wake up, choose violence is to a die I keep it sixteen, hoe You know what it mean? (P) P is not lying, it's telling the truth (P) Long as she keep paying, I'm selling the dream (P) Niggas love to chat 'till it's time to snap (box) Put a bitch on her back, tell her, "Take that" You the type of nigga tell 'em "Nigga, I didn't say that" (I didn't say that) Niggas wanna play, but I don't play that (play that) We can crash out tonight in a Maybach (Maybach) The facts stay I'm a nigga, nigga stay, facts (stay facts) He heard I hit this bitch, he ready to die (facts) I'm like a kid at the park, I'm ready to slide (facts)
Writer(s): Johnathon Michael Porter, Huerta Angel Felipe, Angel Heaven Sent Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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