facts – 916frosty

(Ah, a-a-ah, a-a-ah, a-a-ah, ah)
(Ah, a-a-ah, a-a-ah, a-a-ah, ah)
Ay, ay, ay, let’s go!

Look at the facts
Look where I’m at
Countin’ the racks
Trappers goin’ up like in the mag
Where do I lack
Russian cream back
Xan on my neck
Bible study when I worship the cash
(O-o-o-oh)
Chiropractor gettin’ stabbed in the back
Gettin’ heavy puttin’ squad on my back
Proving them wrong would they look at the facts (Facts)
Sleep on me now
That be a foul
Turned into frost overnight
‘Till this day I don’t know how

Never really wanna be here like this
Pour a four wanna go and reminisce
Ever since [?]
Bitch gave me top I should go and get some mints
Everybody wanna ride my wave
Feelin’ like Magic when my feet hit the pave
All this cheddar gotta hide it in the safe
Crashed the Porsche so I hop in the RAF

Motherfuckers wanna talk
While I’m chasin’ all this guap
Know you’ll never see me stop
Eighty thousand on the watch
People want the cigarettes vetoing my sauce
I’ve been on the fuckin’ roll
I’ve been keepin’ on the folds
I’ve been ridin’ in the Rolls
I’ve been takin’ on the souls
Been finessin’ like a troll

Cookin’ like I’m Paula Dean
Everything that you have seen
Did this shit all on my own
It’s the crap that I hone
Two birds one stone
Two girls one bone
In the post no Malone
Crazy bitch in my phone
Cloaks on my body, head zone
Couple months and I’ve been in the zone

Couple months into the game
I cannot fuck with the lame
I can never be the same
I will never change my name
Even if all the fame will get into my brain
(Ya, ya, ya)
Tie your bitch into a knot (Aye)
Put my key into her lock (Yeah)
Put all my teachers in shock when I be at the top

Fuck you office on your great bitch
Please don’t go and misbehave bitch
Why you always on the same shits
Sneak dissin’ on to my name bitch
Always talkin’ on the same clique
Why you always on the same shits
Sneak dissin’ talk to my name bitch
Sneak dissin’ talk on to my name bitch

Don’t matter the dark full moon
Living life like a cartoon
In the Lamb I go zoom zoom
In the Lamb I go zoom zoom
Don’t matter the dark full moon
Living life like a cartoon
In the Lamb I go zoom zoom
In the Lamb I go zoom zoom
Ay, ay, ay, let’s go!

Look at the facts
Look where I’m at
Countin’ the racks
Trappers goin’ up like in the mag
Where do I lack
Russian cream back
Xan on my neck
Bible study when I worship the cash
(O-o-o-oh)
Chiropractor gettin’ stabbed in the back
Gettin’ heavy puttin’ squad on my back
Proving them wrong would they look at the facts (Facts)
Sleep on me now
That be a foul
Turned into frost overnight
‘Till this day I don’t know how