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benji franks - all facts lyrics

{intro}
i talk facts and pull up in all black
think i’m all this and i think that i’m all that

{hook}
call back all facts
’til b+tches can’t talk back
you thought you were stunting on me, you need to get off that
b+tches ain’t on my mind, these b+tches, they all cap
i stand alone in the crowd, they blend in like bald caps
all facts
’til b+tches can’t talk back
you thought you were stunting on me, you need to get off that
b+tches ain’t on my mind, these b+tches, they all cap
i stand alone in the crowd, they blend in like bald caps
all facts

{verse 1}
diamonds form under pressure so i crush these hoes
i just want ’em to do better but i don’t love thеse hoes
we can sit on thе same level but i don’t trust these hoes
i’m in my own lane, i don’t trust these hoes
turn my lemons into lemonade
keep it real, no minute maid
i won’t show you how i do it, don’t ask me to demonstrate
i stopped helping people out, label me a renegade
tired of b+tches begging for the scr+ps off my dinner plate
c+cky motherf+cker, does that make me pretentious
i’m too big for my britches
i can’t help i’m delicious
and the team dripping wetter than aquarium fishes
only star in my planetarium b+tches
{hook}
all facts
’til b+tches can’t talk back
you thought you were stunting on me, you need to get off that
b+tches ain’t on my mind, these b+tches, they all cap
i stand alone in the crowd, they blend in like bald caps
all facts
these b+tches, they’re all scalp, all facts
these b+tches, they all dap, all facts
these b+tches, they’re all wack
i stand alone in the crowd, they blend in like bald caps
all facts

{verse 2}
if i want it, i’ma get it like pr+nto
you’ll never see me sweat, tell b+tches that i glow
swivel chair turning, meetings with the honcho
used to be a train wreck you can watch on the front row
now they adjust their steps to match my paces
new era for the ages
keep turning my pages
got tired of always going to the same old places
had to match my hustle with some brand new faces
it’s crunch time, i’m talking abdominals
this punchline, my haters are dominoes
it’s my time
and i wasn’t referencing the pie
so i’ma keep it ladylike while sipping a mai tai
{hook}
all facts
’til b+tches can’t talk back
you thought you were stunting on me, you need to get off that
b+tches ain’t on my mind, these b+tches, they all cap
i stand alone in the crowd, they blend in like bald caps
i talk facts and pull up in all black
think i’m all this and i think that i’m all that
if the money’s calling then benji’s gonna call back
and if it don’t equate to dollars then what do you call that

- benji franks lyrics

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