W.B.K - Facts

Don’t speak that name
This ain’t no game
Nah fuck up bitch
I️ take that pain
I️ use that pain
I️ write these rhymes
And say something’s
I️ don’t mean sometimes
But fuck up bitch
This ain’t no game
This ain’t no game
All you talk is piss
And hehehe
Take that walk of shame
Walking towards the flame
I ain’t no waka
But I️ flacka
Towards the fame
All y’all say is yea she did it
Shut the fuck up
(Really)
Shut the fuck up
All y’all do is gossip in school
Talk about shoes
And start issues
And send them nudes
Boo hoo
Get a clue
But guess who’s back
Ain’t no brand new rap
I️mma Just snap
Y’all talk about Ky
But not the other guy
Yea she shy
Still free Ky
You can kill me
But you won’t
You a joke
Fuck your hope
Fuck your soul
You a opp
You a pussy
I️ stole your hoe
You a bitch
You a bitch
You a bitch
You a bitch
You a bitch
You a
You a bitch
Don’t trust these niggas
They ain’t shit
Imma start
Imma stop
Go again
Stop again
Replay
Go back in
Head spin
I’m in Your mind
It’s half time
Time to shine
Imma show you how to grind
(Uhh)
Going in like
I’m hot inside
Find a ride
Count your time
Imma show you how to rhyme
Shit she fine
What a dime
No more questions
She is fine
Yea I️ know she doing time
Imma hold it down
Keep on looking high
You can kill me
But you won’t
You a joke
Fuck your hope
Fuck your soul
You a opp
You a pussy
I️ stole your hoe
You a bitch
You a bitch
You a bitch
You a bitch
You a bitch
You a
You a bitch

Written by:
Deron Culbreth

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