Facts lyrics
by Yung Mal
[Verse 1: Coca Vango]
Remember we used to have nothing, I'm saying my grace
Diamonds, they came out the lake
I meant to say ocean, my point is it's bigger
Slime in the Porsche, and we ride with the Drac'
When you mention my name, say that boy put that sh*t on
Your baby daddy dirty, he got [?] on
My lil' pocket sloppy, I got a lil' tint on
That lil' n*gga broke, man, he ride in a rental
My dad was a doctor, my mom from the ghetto
I roll up a whip, I ain't busting no [?]
How in the f*ck is you drippin' like this?
My b*tch bad as f*ck, you ain't pimpin' like this
You ain't ever got your b*tch to buy you a watch
You ain't ever got your b*tch to buy you a bag
I was broke as f*ck, now a n*gga can buy it
I made three-hundred thousand sittin' on my ass
[Chorus: Coca Vango]
I was just stating the facts, young n*gga run up them racks
I did, I did
I was just stating the facts, young n*gga run up them racks
I did, I did
I promise I ever go broke, I'ma just run up them racks
Again, again
I put that sh*t on, I put that, I put that sh*t on
Oops, I did it again
[Verse 2: Yung Mal]
Oops, I did it again, it's a coupe
My roof got lost in the wind, sh*t, it swooped
The b*tch let the gang get in, Gucci
[?] my bands go in
Bet you never had a b*tch give you a tint
[?] my gang, b*tch, would you like candy?
I drip everyday like a [?]
Can't speak on my hood, I'm the prince
We got a check (Check), ain't looked back since
Smoking the best sh*t, come through the vent
Choppa bullets going straight through a vest
Whole team balling, these n*ggas stuck on the bench
[?] when I added the tint
My mommy and daddy, they didn't have sh*t
I used to be average, now a n*gga lit
I get on the addy, I get at your b*tch
My son rich, that lil' n*gga six
Gotta keep a gun, sh*t get slick in the six
Gon' cost you a [?] to drip like this
Gotta bust it down if it sit on my wrist
When I back touch down, I be sending my b*tch
Got haters touched down when I'm sending the blick
They gon' get that sh*t done, no cap on that sh*t
Iceburg, b*tch
[Chorus: Coca Vango]
I was just stating the facts, young n*gga run up them racks
I did, I did
I was just stating the facts, young n*gga run up them racks
I did, I did
I promise I ever go broke, I'ma just run up them racks
Again, again
I put that sh*t on, I put that, I put that sh*t on
Oops, I did it again