letra de facts - almighty carl
[intro]
uh, yeah
almighty!
yeah
[hook]
let me state a fact
ain’t gotta state no facts just check the stats
you see the facts
all my b-tches out state cuz i don’t love hoes from the nap
hit the block when i was 15 haitians taught me how to trap
i ain’t gotta lie and try and act like im something im not
[verse]
n-ggas think they can hoe me you know i ain’t going
lil n-gga you know this is not that
i don’t f-cked up a bag so many times
you know they come right back
jalen said rotate, fresher than colgate
n-ggas got no say, n-gga get no pay
i’m counting up mo cake but i want no cake
hoe i’m smart then b-tch with this trap phone
just got it in but it’s back gone
b-tch we only f-cking keep yo shoes on
you n-ggas b-tches, where’s yo back bone?
so you toting pistols, where the poles go?
she ride the d-ck like a po-go
ion think i’m better, b-tch i know so
me and bro in a 2 seat pontiac gt, you know we on go mode
i be stacking the cash, i be racking it fast
i be dipping and dapping, im dripping in fashion
that weed got me lagging, i’m team never lacking
the full medal jacket put n-ggas in caskets
these n-ggas be capping and ducking the action
i’m smoking exotic and this sh-t is extravagant
it ain’t no cap in my rap i be having it
when the 40 c-ck back it’s gone noodle sh-t
ynp b-tch you know that we too legit
if you count me out you then you can’t for sh-t
i was trash at math but count the money quick
i would splurge in the mall for the f-ck of it
watch i run it up and run it up again
i swear ben frank is my best friend
him and his dead friend presidents
[hook]
let me state a fact
ain’t gotta state no facts just check the stats
you see the facts
all my b-tches out state cuz i don’t love hoes from the nap
hit the block when i was 15 haitians taught me how to trap
i ain’t gotta lie and try and act like im something im not
[outro: almighty carl, ynp ishy, & ynp jalen]
huh
yeah
yeah,yeah
gang sh-t, never on that lame sh-t (almighty)
if you run up on lil ishy i’ma have to bang sh-t (2100)
i just got me a new glock, you can’t speak my laguage
n-ggas gonna make this sh-t understand
he tried to-
he tried it (yeah)
he tried it
he tried it
come here come here
oh f-ck, d-mn i think we just did it again huh
i just shot you in the back you know-
facts, facts
and it’s the real facts n-gga
the f-ck?
n-gga i’m spitting real facts
f-ck your fake facts n-gga
get with it
(shout out jay)
almighty!
shout out jaythesaiyan, you already know man
whole ynp n-gga (ayo, jay been going crazy!)
gang! gang!
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