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All Facts
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All Facts was released on August 10, 2020 by Brick Paid Flint Made as a part of the album All Facts - Single
August 10, 2020
LabelBrick Paid Flint Made
LanguageEnglish
BPM92
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Yeah
Ghetto Boyz shit
(Fatz on the beat)
Rio Da Yung OG
What up, Expen$ive?
Yeah
**** say he robbin' me, I hope not
We'll get to droppin' **** every day and won't stop
Thirty hangin' off the nine milli', it poke out
Lil' boy, when you was playin' curb, I had a dope spot
In Merrill hood by myself, me and Expen$ive
Just drunk a pint of red by myself and it's expensive
Somethin' gettin' dropped every time I touch a chop, my aim tremendous
Six lines of Wock' in one pop taste delicious
Yeah, I'm a top shotta, I'm a don dada
I ain't no devil, but I'll kill your ass in these Pradas
Yellow pop turned orange, this bitch left the city, went to the county
I just made a hundred thousand off cocaine bounties
Shot a felon 'cause I'm on probation, he wasn't 'posed to be around me
My auntie baby daddy a CI, that **** told on me
Shot my uncle with a .357, somebody told on me
Yeah, I was fucked up, but now I'm back with a roll on me
I was walkin' through the set with a pole on me
Twenty racks cash, a pint of Tris and a 'bow on me
Walked in Golden Sun and walked out with yellow gold on me
We tryna bond my **** Dennis out, they got a hold on him
Ayy, two hundred shots on me
Half a block on me, two PLRs and a Glock on me
Fuck some Nike slides, I'm only wearin' Gucci flops only
I can get an opp poked up in the county, put my ahks on him
Yeah, I had tried to feed my dog, that **** bit my hand
Tried to hide the pistol, ain't had time, so I just ran
I ain't wanna fuck on shawty, really wanted to fuck her friend
But I got money and I got power, still can fuck her friend
Told my partner, "Be cool like a fan and let's stick to the plan"
Controlling situations, life a TV, bitch, I got the remote
**** did me dirty, I washed my hands without no fuckin' soap
Write a kite and send it to CO, I need tissue and soap
This .223 I got'll break a **** bones
Fuck a Scat Pack, I'm tryna swoop down in a Rolls
Eatin' your bitch pussy while she pickin' out my fro
Tryna show my watch off, why I keep diggin' in my nose
I'm wearin' Burberry today just 'cause I feel like it
Look in my recent Google search, I was on Pill Finder
I know that shit was nine years ago, but **** still dyin'
Just CPN'd a mansion out in Cali, I know real swipers
Heard the first time you catch a body, it be the hardest time
For me, it was the second time, 'cause I knew everything it came behind
Thinkin' too much when I go to bed, I'm gettin' scary signs
Don't know if it's a dream or a nightmare 'cause I wake up just in time
I remember I pistol whipped a **** with a Glock 9
Left him bloody, beggin' me to quit, he looked like a stop sign
You the type when we get pulled over, be like, "That's not mine"
(I punch ****, I ain't good at doin' punchlines)
I hope you got your heat on you, 'cause I got mine
You ain't never seen a whole brick, ****, stop lyin'
Got into it with six **** at a party and I shot five
(Hit your car with a K twenty-seven times, now that bitch lopsided)
Yeah, you ain't never seen a brick of some topside
Hit it with some fent', served eight fiends and 'bout five died
Slid on his block with everybody, call it a waterslide
Bitch, I'm high off liquid heroin, I got a slow nod
(Fatz on the beat)
Written by: David Jamar Younger-Dean
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