Facts

[Intro]
You know what it is nigga, Korleone Kartel with two Ks, burn yo block
Put you in the grave nigga, rest in peace nigga
You know what it is, gang shit no lame shit, Facts video shoot
I went dumb, iced my shit out, you know what it is
Fuck a nigga
And whoever hated on me bitch
It's up with me
Shout out David G behind the camera
My main video man, you know what it is nigga, gang shit no lame shit [?] shit bitch
Fuck wrong with you niggas, rrraah

Scotty's accomplice: Man, say what happend with yo boy? What is this pussy ass shit? Nigga I told you man we gotta been see about that shit
Scotty Cain: You talkin' bout uh, you talkin' bout the whole gang?
Scotty's accomplice: Yeah, these pussy ass, man, him and his man, [?] anything that's out there man
Scotty Cain: When he come on the news I wanna see him overkill, fuck- you know what I mean?
Scotty's accomplice: Man bet man, say nun else man

Yeah
Everytime I get outta jail get better and better
Fuck a nigga, you know what it is
Let's speak all the facts, facts
Yeah, let's speak all the facts (Gang, gang)
Gang shit no lame shit (What, Rrah rrrah bitch)

[Chorus]
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts nigga
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts and I--
Drop that pressure, bet you pussy niggas rat yeah
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts nigga
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts nigga
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts nigga
And when that pressure hit, I bet you turn to a rat nigga

[Verse 1]
What you did when they pulled to your jumping jack shit
What you did when you met lil Corleone? (Grab a nigga dick)
Textin' a nigga phone, boy you actin' like my bitch
And how you thuggin', you clutchin' another nigga shit
Yeah, when I catch you I'm cocking then up and bussin' shit
Must have forgot [?] that hoe you cuffin' coulda been my bitch, Yeah
You [?] leechin' out because you broke as shit
I coulda [?] dick
You standin' [?] cousin baby daddy you a bitch
You ain't 'bout killing shit, whole gang shoulda been a clique
Mask up, 2 Glocks, no brain when I spin up in
Rrrrrrrrah, take off his chin

[Chorus]
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts nigga
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts and I--
Drop that pressure, bet you pussy niggas rat yeah
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts nigga
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts nigga
Facts, facts, let's speak all the facts nigga
And when that pressure hit, I bet you turn a to a rat nigga

[Verse 2]
Ain't nobody livin' like that [?] chill [out?]
From [?] get put on
Bodies drop, pillow
Knock the fat off you and the red choppa [?]
Acting like you got [?] choppa knock yo shit off
Turn dread to spaghetti nigga, turn to a machete killer
Fightin' for that fetty nigga, you sleep on another nigga's pillows
Zip him [?] niggas forty XD do the rip
I paralyze him and leave him cripple
P9 and flip him like flippers
Ay, Dame got a couple days to come home
He shoot good, and he fiendin' for someone to [?] on
You shoot and miss so I be glad if I'm the one you dump on
Spin with that K cutter, blow yo shit off like a [?], Paw paw paw
Bitch

[Outro]
Kill that shit nigga fuck wrong with him
Gang shit no lame shit, [?] bitch
You know what it is nigga, Korleone Kartel
Pussy, yeah