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Facts
709
Hip-Hop/Rap
Facts adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Gold Blooded Records tarafından 18 Mayıs 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıShort Days & Long Nights 3
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Çıkış Tarihi18 Mayıs 2018
FirmaGold Blooded Records
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM70

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kream Tech
Kream Tech
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Anthony Catino
Christopher Anthony Catino
Songwriter

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Facts, you wouldn't last
Bitches bad, Cinemax
Marathon, you comin' in last
They came with the mask, and left with the cash
I'm coming clean, I picked up a bag
Two hundred the dash, this ain't a Jag
My bitches be, all on their knees
I fucked your niece, she turned 18
She like it that way but I did it this way
I fucked a check up like it was my birthday
Swear it's a Friday, my Rollie says Thursday
They wet your block up, you gonna need first aid
I got the pints in and I got the pounds in
My piece is water, it look like I'm drowning
Big racks right on me, a couple of thousand
These **** mad at me, they always frowning
Tell me really what the problem is
Bust a trap at the colleges
Spring a little bit of molly in
I might fuck and never call the bitch
I might fuck and never call the bitch
Smokin' loud, what the volume is
I be on a whole lot of shit
Taught myself a whole lot of shit
Facts, **** be rats
Told all my bitches, they need to relax
I'm winnin' ****, check out the stats
**** is trash, bitches are gassed
Drinkin' from the pump, only hit it once
Addy on her tongue, hit it on the rug
Said she fell in love, pass her to my cuz
Cool with all the plugs, downin' all the drugs
But tell me what happened, **** is askin'
All these questions, **** is wonderin'
Countin' these hundreds, fifties, and twenties
Now tell me what happened, **** is askin'
All these questions, **** is wonderin'
I'm countin' these hundreds, fifties, and twenties
Facts, you wouldn't last
Bitches bad, Cinemax
Marathon, you comin' in last
They came with the mask, and left with the cash
I'm coming clean, I picked up a bag
Two hundred the dash, this ain't a Jag
My bitches be, all on their knees
I fucked your niece, she turned 18
Written by: Christopher Anthony Catino
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