Facts lyrics

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
Got the bomb, about to turn this b*tch to Baghdad
The bad man (Woo, woo), I'm a motherf*ckin' mad man (Yeah)
Tapped in, b*tch, I'm back and I'm attackin'
I had it and I still f*ckin' got it
b*tch, I never took a loss, I swear all I do is classy
Better have recognized (Yeah), get it televised
I don't play with people kids like these pedophiles
And that's not a diss, (That's not), f*ck it, yes it is (Matter of fact)
That's a headshot (b*tch), I don't f*ckin' miss

[Pre-Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Watch how I walk on that beat (Woah)
Kick you right outta your seat
n*ggas be caught in that beef (Oh)
Ever be talkin' 'bout me (No way, oh)
n*ggas know where I be (That's right, oh)
They don't want smoke with me (No way, oh)
Got this rap sh*t in a chokehold, I won't let you breath (Oh, that's facts)

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$ & A$AP Rocky]
Facts, facts, facts, facts, stack it up
Wait, what's that? Racks?
Racks, racks, racks, racks
b*tch, we back, on the map
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
I'm comin' straight for they neck (Neck)
n*ggas ain't safe on the net (On the net)
These n*ggas on me, respect (Respect)
When it come to dogs, I got necks (Woo)
Tryna push you in check, n*gga (Yeah)
Your favorite rapper, big strat n*gga (Uh-huh)
He ain't tryna catch wreck (No, facts)
Long time that I flexed (Woo)
Walk on this b*tch like I'm dracula (Yeah)
Handled the beef with a spatula (Yeah, yeah)
n*ggas is not in my caliber (Uh-huh)
Your days numbin' on my calender (Woo)
Mask off, got massacre (Yeah)
I blast off, now I'm outta here
I took a badge off my badges (Badge)
She throw it back and I tackle her (Ayy)
Flow so spectacular (Ooh), I do this often on a regular (I do)
Hardly see any competitors (I know), I pray for my own predator (Facts)
Too blessed, n*gga stam the weight (Weight)
Two steps, we're ahead of the game (Game)
Straight shots that I'm sendin' ya
And never shoot back at the messenger

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$ & A$AP Rocky]
Facts, facts, facts, facts (Ayy, ayy, ayy), stack it up
Wait, what's that? Racks? (Racks?)
Racks, racks (Racks), racks, racks (Racks, racks)
b*tch, we back, on the map (Hey)
[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
You b*tch, you bet you wish we split a part of bread
What's you n*ggas, bet you wouldn't bust a grain
Somebody tell their A they ain't doin' too great
Still ball hard if AIDS so call it A-A-A-A
AI-D's ok, that was a bit inaproppriate
Sorta like this flow I pick
Like tryna get dough from this ho I pimp
Hope that she deepthroat this di*k
Beast mode, yo, that's OD, go beast like the ghost I'm in
Keep the toasty as Joey, we ain't friendly, we call it Fendi

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Facts, facts, facts, facts, stack it up
Wait, what's that? Racks?
Racks, racks, racks, racks
b*tch, we back (Back), on the map

[Post-Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Watch how I walk on that beat (Oh)
Kick you right outta your seat (Oh)
n*ggas be caught in that beef (Oh)
Ever be talkin' 'bout me (Oh)
n*ggas know where I be (Oh)
They don't want smoke with me (Oh)
Got this rap sh*t in a chokehold, I won't let you breath (Oh, that's facts)