Lyrics
Niggas talk too mothafucking much, nigga
Yeah

Shut the fuck up nigga, sit back
You ain't did what I did, I got big racks
Made a name for myself, yeah, I did that
Big facts, big facts
Said fuck the other side and I meant that
Nigga you could die for your diss track
Fuck around and never get your bitch back
Big facts, big facts
Said shut the fuck up nigga, sit back
You ain't did what I did, I got big racks
Made a name for myself, yeah, I did that
Big facts, big facts
Said fuck the other side and I meant that
Nigga you could die for your diss track
Fuck around and never get your bitch back
Big facts, big facts

Snapple off tops, and the truth they just big cap
You a load of the case of the beef and I'm shooting big caps
Lacking and hit 'em with a black MAC, call it 6lack
High key I'm bored with rap, cat's about to hit tab
Key locks, no jack backs, I whip that
Tryna get a whiff, I'ma izm nigga to whiplash
They try me like a sample, so I clear 'em homie, it's glass
Know I got stripes like a damn Sephora a gift bag
Smoking Diesel call it Vin until I pitch black
They industry took a break from a boss, call it a Kit-Kat
I wreak lines, keep a hoagie, better sit back
No recoil on the chopper, shoulda been kickback
All these gyms in the back and my wrist wrapped
Rob your chick, skate and dash, call me Big Black
Won't work kid, you'll get taxed with no big cat
I keep the fifth by my sack like it's 5th Ave
Industry niggas want me starving, homie forget that
Fuck it man, I'm finna see food, nigga shrimp, crab
And the bucket mentality, niggas wonder when's that?
NY, I'm on they head like a Knicks hat
They told me I would never make it, I should quit rap
Now everybody running like gym class
When I send tracks to God, I can make him laugh
How? I'm a comedian and I sin bad
To keep it simple and plain, you'll get crashed
I take a bitch nigga dame and then dash
Big straps, nigga, click clack, get back
Leave your ears ringing like can somebody get that?
Niggas wolfing but I made a big pact with myself
To spit raps doper than my wrist and make an impact
They thought I was losing homie weight, fuck a Slim Fast
Now they tiptoe around a nigga with the riff raff

I told 'em shut the fuck up nigga, sit back
You ain't did what I did, I got big racks
Made a name for myself, yeah, I did that
Big facts, big facts
Said fuck the other side and I meant that
Nigga you could die for your diss track
Fuck around and never get your bitch back
Big facts, big facts
Said shut the fuck up nigga, sit back
You ain't did what I did, I got big racks
Made a name for myself, yeah, I did that
Big facts, big facts
Said fuck the other side and I meant that
Nigga you could die for your diss track
Fuck around and never get your bitch back
Big facts, big facts

I ain't never been a nigga for the chit chat
Bitch, I run a biddy like a big track
I be always on my toes, blood, tic tac
Niggas know I really drip sauce, need a quick band
This .38 on my stomach a six-pack
I'ma Wyle Out, make 'em want to bring Nick back
On point like a knife in a dish rack
Know I keep a joint, smoke a nigga, fuck a Zig Zag
Bitch I'm Mike Jack ya I been bad
Other niggas full of hot air, call 'em chip bags
Shots through the windshield, that'll cause whiplash
Fuck around and get a nigga socked, mismatched
They better be bold, nigga, bick-backed
This FN IP, man, when it kickback
I was broke, now I'm running up a big sack
Like I hit the quarterback, where the blitz at?
I get her tripping like I'm 'bout to go to Six Flags
I don't give no pass, you better skip class
All these bighead niggas, they really big mad
Why my bitch so bad, need to get kidnapped
Big dog, give a fuck where your fence at
Going Thanos on these niggas, yeah, I been snapped
Put these rappers in the bag 'cause they been trash
I got a drive that'll make a nigga whip crash
And if I'm in the car, then the kid strapped
Iso always telling me to sit back
Niggas calling me a giant 'cause they big mad
And he only got a pass 'cause his bitch whack
Nigga I'm a dog, I admit that
Still fuck the other side, and I meant that
I put him in a box, get him gift wrapped
Bitch they calling me the truth and it's big facts

Shut the fuck up nigga, sit back
You ain't did what I did, I got big racks
Made a name for myself, yeah, I did that
Big facts, big facts
Said fuck the other side and I meant that
Nigga you could die for your diss track
Fuck around and never get your bitch back
Big facts, big facts
Said shut the fuck up nigga, sit back
You ain't did what I did, I got big racks
Made a name for myself, yeah, I did that
Big facts, big facts
Said fuck the other side and I meant that
Nigga you could die for your diss track
Fuck around and never get your bitch back
Big facts, big facts

Big facts, yeah
Yeah, Iso, Taebo
Strange Music, bitch
Big facts

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Taebo Tha Truth, Tarrel Gulledge




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