21 Savage — Big Facts

[Intro] Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? [Verse 1] Mic check, diamonds cost a nice check Don't bite that, baby give me nice neck Got a double cup, bitch I'm finna spike that I'm Slaughter Gang, bitch, we be where the knifes at I done slowed up, bitch, I be poled up No role tuts, I drank the real mud That's my real bud, clip hold a whole dub Hang with real Crips, nigga, I'm a real Blood I can make them touchdown when I scream, "Hut" Lay your bitch face down, that's a real butt Let me see your tits, baby finna bust a nut AP on me, doing the chicken head Yeah, Rollie' on me, doing the stanky leg Patek on me, Milly Rockin' You half way, I'm really poppin' Y'all niggas all cap and kill nothing Bitch, I'm having mood swings 'cause I ain't sipped nothing Whole pointers on me, nigga, yeah them big nuggets Sick and tired of eating noodles, time to flip something [Chorus] Got a big booty bitch, I'm tryna bag that 12 come, we dropping bombs like Baghdad Treat a nigga main bitch like a lab rat Remember selling big grade out my backpack I done made a couple million off the rap-rap Run a train on your bitch, she's a nat-nat Big cajones on a stick, let it clap-clap I'm the realest nigga doing it and I'm big facts