Can’t FWM lyrics

[Verse 1: Tay B]
b*tch, I'm that deal, I'm not average
My sh*t shine in the night, just like Gladis
Tryna run off, that's so trife, you can't have it
Playing with your life, [?] in your caskit
You probably do that sh*t for fun, but this my passion
Get that sh*t [?] then I stack it
Came up off them P's, just like Master
I'ma f*cking go ghost, just like Casper
You be chasing after b*tches, I chase after chicken
Get off your ass and stop talking, make it happen, n*gga
Man, stop always asking n*ggas
Your b*tch whole body fake, she made of plastic, n*gga
My dawg ain't have his pops, he a bast*rd, n*gga
Now he take care of his mama, like his daddy didn't
Yeah, sh*t, I know I was the first to hit you
My ex, she in a worse posision
But we gon' keep it confedential
Rappers gon' diss me, and say it's compitition
But I know how them n*ggas feeling
f*ck responding to your track, n*gga, I'm gon' kill you
I speak all facts, get up off my [?]
sh*t you saying all wack, tell me what you call that
She say that I f*cked, I don't recall that
Your broke ass don't know where the mall at
[Chorus: Bryan Hamilton]
n*ggas thought I fell off, but I stuck with it
All I know is the grind, put my trust in it
Getting to the money, and I'm loving it
Big facts, man, these n*ggas can't f*ck with me
Oh
They can't f*ck with me
Big facts, man, these n*ggas can't f*ck with me
f*ck with me
Big facts, man, these n*ggas can't f*ck with me

[Verse 2: Coach Joey]
Financially speaking, your money is childish
Worried 'bout a b*tch, you n*ggas be wilding
You a fine b*tch, but your brain broke
How you a boss b*tch, and a sad ho?
My b*tch and your b*tch is not the same, bro
You get money out of hoes, I teach them the game, though
I ain't got no frames, but I got an ice chain, though
I just took your main ho, tell her to behave, bro
You got young money, get your Drake on
You be saving hoes, put your cape on
Always tryna be, but you ain't never in no state, though
How you calling shots, when you calling from a payphone?

[Verse 3: Tay B]
Ride around with tech, I got a [?]
This sh*t I'm spending on the daily, what you wait on
When you see my piece, this b*tch glo, but I'm not Tadoe
I might say what's up to my haters like I'm Maino

[Chorus: Bryan Hamilton]
n*ggas thought I fell off, but I stuck with it
All I know is the grind, put my trust in it
Getting to the money, and I'm loving it
Big facts, man, these n*ggas can't f*ck with me
Oh
They can't f*ck with me
Big facts, man, these n*ggas can't f*ck with me
f*ck with me
Big facts, man, these n*ggas can't f*ck with me