pen ultimate - facts lyrics
[red flag]
everything’s comin’ up flag
i never did none of y’all bad
but some of y’all run around that
better gun ‘em down fast, had enough of y’all trash
[bacon bear]
bacon sizzle, pop
munchie spot, stanky garlic knots
shot for shot
gravy hot tub all up on my yacht
[will scrillz]
an anomaly, winnin’ the lottery
monopoly, i got the right properties
for profiting in this economy
making money off bonds, sean connery
[flag]
consider the torch passed
i stand on my words like a doormat
i got a dui on horseback
but ignore that, we give ‘em more facts
[chorus (all)]
stop flexin’, start stressin’
that’s facts (that’s facts)
throw ya mean mug in the trash (in the trash)
we ain’t cuttin’ none of y’all slack
that’s facts, that’s facts
[scrillz]
i’m the type of dude that will just pull up on the mic
spit over your verse and start hittin’ on your wife
i don’t give a sh+t about your insufficient life
you’re just another dollar that i’m takin’ with the dice
you call that sh+t a wallet? man, it look a little light
i’m chargin’ what i charge, you can’t get another price
i’ve been arrested twice with e pills and vics
but i’m a sl!ck motherf+cker, grease spills on ice
[bacon]
brilli+f+ckin’+iante
full monte and entrée to beyoncé
f+ck what ya mom say
popovers in pompei
burgers flambé, mongo
this sparks joy, marie kondo
[flag]
how could you do this?
what i’m smokin’s as loud as our music
wow, this sh+t stupid
just puffed a pound of “hadouken!”
facts, and this song is how we can prove it
[chorus (all)]
stop flexin’, start stressin’
that’s facts (that’s facts)
throw ya mean mug in the trash (in the trash)
we ain’t cuttin’ none of y’all slack
that’s facts, that’s facts
[bacon]
facts upon facts upon facts
holla at trash, “where the cash at?”
scrill got the bills
bacon verbose
“what do u mean?”
he do the most
[flag]
it go:
dollars, cents, pocket lint
i’m the sh+t, y’all should quit
i’m high, everybody
so call me dr. nick
listen, if we stole yo’ sh+t, then you won’t get it back
the world ain’t as cold through the rose+tinted glass
my theater of the mind got some rows in the back
hopefully that goes just for those who can rap
[scrillz]
louder again just for those in the back
smokin’ a pack with some hoes in the ‘lac
goin’ off track like there’s holes in the map
hip+hop is dead, so we sold it for scr+ps
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