Facts ft. Sosin Lyrics

Ah, phew, Yoeshmo (yeah)

Bitch (what?, what?, what?, yeah)

Woo, woo (what?, phew)

Let's go (Yoeshmo, yeah, and Sosin, yeah)

Y'all motherfuckers be cappin' (huh?)

I just be speaking them facts (ayy)

I do the hit, say "what happen?" (yeah)

I don't be fucking with rats (nah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (huh?, what?)

Bitch, you a bitch (let's go)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (what?, bitch)

(buh, blat, yeah, blat, phew, buh, buh, buh, yeah)

(phew, yeah, skrr, buh, Yoeshmo, buh, let's go, ah)

Y-O-E-S-H-M-O, yeah (Yoeshmo, yeah)

I'm sippin' mud just like a motherfuckin' toad, yeah (woah)

I hit from the back, the bitch touching her toes, yeah (ayy)

Don't cheat on my bitches but I got two phones, yeah (let's go)

These motherfuckers bummy to me (yeah)

These motherfuckers funny to me (what?)

They don't get money like me (nah)

They don't be drippin' like me (let's go, yeah)

I pulled up right up on my opp wearing camo (yeah)

This bitch on my dick, she got humps like a camel (what?)

Bitch, I keep that fire on me like a candle (phew)

I'm making it rain in this bitch, I don't gamble (phew, phew, yeah)

I feel like John Cena, I cannot be seen (nah)

But if we talking wrestling, I'm more like The Fiend (let me in)

Mask my face, ain't paint that shit, bitch, I ain't Sting (yeah, ah)

My side bitch just got mad at me (what?), said I'm "too mean" (let's go)

Y'all motherfuckers be cappin' (huh?)

I just be speaking them facts (ayy)

I do the hit, say "what happen?" (yeah)

I don't be fucking with rats (nah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (huh?, what?)

Bitch, you a bitch (let's go)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (what?, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch

How come I come up and everyone switch?

I cop a new 911, you hitch

I can just pop out and take all of your bitch, ah (woah)

Bitch, you a bitch

I thought that was your bitch, she flipped

Flippin' the script there's a whole 'nother level

And side of this shit (yeah, side of this shit, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch, Sosin on shit

Bet you won't bet on that bet for your bitch (no)

Dump man taking a shit, jump man give it a kick, yeah (kick)

I'm making these hunnids do tricks when I toss 'em

They falling and landing, all on your bitch (woah)

My necklace is drippin', no sweat on my back

I won't second guess all of my hits

These bitches want racks, I fill up them pockets

Like bitches be fillin' them lips

I think what I want and I catch it

No thrasher jewels skate out the box, no mits (ayy)

Y'all motherfuckers be cappin' (huh?)

I just be speaking them facts (ayy)

I do the hit, say "what happen?" (yeah)

I don't be fucking with rats (nah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (huh?, what?)

Bitch, you a bitch (let's go)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you a bitch (what?, bitch)

(buh, blat, yeah, blat, phew, buh, buh, buh, yeah)

(phew, yeah, skrr, buh, Yoeshmo, buh, let's go, ah)