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All Facts
1,736
Hip-Hop/Rap
All Facts was released on August 10, 2020 by Brick Paid Flint Made as a part of the album All Facts - Single
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Release DateAugust 10, 2020
LabelBrick Paid Flint Made
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Expen$ive
Expen$ive
Performer
Rio Da Yung OG
Rio Da Yung OG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Jamar Younger-Dean
David Jamar Younger-Dean
Songwriter

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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