King Von, SimxSantana - For a Fact lyrics
[King Von, SimxSantana - For a Fact lyrics]
Gang gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Do what you do, swag how you swag
Move how you move
We ain't on shit if you ain't on shit
But if you on shit then we on shit
Stick and I move, slide (Uh)
Bro put that bitch in rewind, hit 'em up
Then we put that bitch back in drive
(Back in drive)
Bro serve his slices, no pies (No pies)
'Cause I'm not your slatt not your slime
(At all)
Young savage, I'm reppin' the 9 (The 9)
You cannot step with the guys (With the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (I'm fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Get robbed)
Keep a strap, I ain't ready to die
Neva lack, I'ma let that bitch fly (Fly)
And he talk like that man gonna ride (Ride)
And I know for a fact that he not (He not)
And I know for a fact that he lied (He lied)
Just know for a fact, I'm gon' slide
(Slide) gang, uh
Red dot (Red dot)
I hit that hoe in a headlock (Headlock)
I fucked that bitch, make the bed rock
(Make the bed rock)
Bitch, I'm big dog but no sandlot (Uh)
Bro shoot when I give 'em the head nod
Put that lil' boy to rest like it's bedtime
Hit his foot, let's play ball, red sox
Send her home
Tell that bitch to kick big rocks uh
Chosted (Chosted)
High off the gas, I'm still focused
Skinny nigga, big guns I be toting
Try to run up, just know I'ma throw it
Put my clip in her mouth and she blow it
(Blow it)
Like a candle I swear she be throating
Gang high off the pack and we roastin'
(We roastin)
He want smoke, I told Gotti to ghost him
Gang, uh cookin', she on dick 'cause she
Say I'm good lookin' (I'm good lookin')
And it cost like 10 racks for the bookin'
(Bookin') if you don't want no smoke
Then don't push it (Don't push it)
If you don't want no smoke
Then don't push it (Then don't push it)
If you don't want no smoke
Then don't push it (Then don't push it)
Gang, gang, gang, uh
If you don't want no smoke
Then don't push it
Stick and I move, slide (Uh)
Bro put that bitch in rewind, hit 'em up
Then we put that bitch back in drive
Bro serve his slices, no pies (No pies)
'Cause I'm not your slatt nor your slime
(At all)
Young savage, I'm reppin' the 9 (The 9)
You cannot step with the guys (With the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (Fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Gon' get robbed)
Keep a strap, I ain't ready to die (Ah ah)
Neva lack, I'ma let that bitch fly
(Boom, boom)
And he talk like that man gonna ride
(Uh, huh)
And I know for a fact that he not (Ah ah)
And I know for a fact that he lied (What?)
Just know for a fact, I'm gon' slide
(Boom, boom, Von) gang, uh
Dead opps, all my bodies be headshots (Boom)
You droppin' names in the tweets
Got the feds hot (What?)
You actin' tough
Wanna tweak? See these red dots (yeah)
My hollows be twistin' up, dreadlocks
(yeah, yeah)
Caught that boy right by that bus
This his last stop (Huh? What?)
Play gangsta' but come into court
Now I'm fed up (Damn)
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Pick your mans up (Gang)
Boy, I'm not your gang or your homie (Nah)
I did too much, I keep it on me
(I keep it on me)
Catch me in the ward, I still be with Tony
He was fat, he got hit
And now that nigga boney (Boom, boom, damn)
I don't get stuck in no jams (Nah)
I'm a savage, I am what I am (I am)
Kill some niggas, I do it again (I what?)
Just be happy that you was not them
Boom, Von
Stick and I move, slide (Uh)
Bro put that bitch in rewind, hit 'em up
Then we put that bitch back in drive
Bro serve his slices, no pies (No pies)
'Cause I'm not your slatt not your slime
(At all)
Young savage, I'm reppin' the 9 (The 9)
You cannot step with the guys (With the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (Fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Gon' get robbed)
Keep a strap, I ain't ready to die
Neva lack, I'ma let that bitch fly (Fly)
And he talk like that man gonna ride (Ride)
And I know for a fact that he not (He not)
And I know for a fact that he lied (He lied)
Just know for a fact, I'm gon' slide
(Slide) gang, uh
Do what you do, swag how you swag
Move how you move
We ain't on shit if you ain't on shit
But if you on shit then we on shit
Stick and I move, slide (Uh)
Bro put that bitch in rewind, hit 'em up
Then we put that bitch back in drive
(Back in drive)
Bro serve his slices, no pies (No pies)
'Cause I'm not your slatt not your slime
(At all)
Young savage, I'm reppin' the 9 (The 9)
You cannot step with the guys (With the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (I'm fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Get robbed)
Keep a strap, I ain't ready to die
Neva lack, I'ma let that bitch fly (Fly)
And he talk like that man gonna ride (Ride)
And I know for a fact that he not (He not)
And I know for a fact that he lied (He lied)
Just know for a fact, I'm gon' slide
(Slide) gang, uh
Red dot (Red dot)
I hit that hoe in a headlock (Headlock)
I fucked that bitch, make the bed rock
(Make the bed rock)
Bitch, I'm big dog but no sandlot (Uh)
Bro shoot when I give 'em the head nod
Put that lil' boy to rest like it's bedtime
Hit his foot, let's play ball, red sox
Send her home
Tell that bitch to kick big rocks uh
Chosted (Chosted)
High off the gas, I'm still focused
Skinny nigga, big guns I be toting
Try to run up, just know I'ma throw it
Put my clip in her mouth and she blow it
(Blow it)
Like a candle I swear she be throating
Gang high off the pack and we roastin'
(We roastin)
He want smoke, I told Gotti to ghost him
Gang, uh cookin', she on dick 'cause she
Say I'm good lookin' (I'm good lookin')
And it cost like 10 racks for the bookin'
(Bookin') if you don't want no smoke
Then don't push it (Don't push it)
If you don't want no smoke
Then don't push it (Then don't push it)
If you don't want no smoke
Then don't push it (Then don't push it)
Gang, gang, gang, uh
If you don't want no smoke
Then don't push it
Stick and I move, slide (Uh)
Bro put that bitch in rewind, hit 'em up
Then we put that bitch back in drive
Bro serve his slices, no pies (No pies)
'Cause I'm not your slatt nor your slime
(At all)
Young savage, I'm reppin' the 9 (The 9)
You cannot step with the guys (With the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (Fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Gon' get robbed)
Keep a strap, I ain't ready to die (Ah ah)
Neva lack, I'ma let that bitch fly
(Boom, boom)
And he talk like that man gonna ride
(Uh, huh)
And I know for a fact that he not (Ah ah)
And I know for a fact that he lied (What?)
Just know for a fact, I'm gon' slide
(Boom, boom, Von) gang, uh
Dead opps, all my bodies be headshots (Boom)
You droppin' names in the tweets
Got the feds hot (What?)
You actin' tough
Wanna tweak? See these red dots (yeah)
My hollows be twistin' up, dreadlocks
(yeah, yeah)
Caught that boy right by that bus
This his last stop (Huh? What?)
Play gangsta' but come into court
Now I'm fed up (Damn)
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Pick your mans up (Gang)
Boy, I'm not your gang or your homie (Nah)
I did too much, I keep it on me
(I keep it on me)
Catch me in the ward, I still be with Tony
He was fat, he got hit
And now that nigga boney (Boom, boom, damn)
I don't get stuck in no jams (Nah)
I'm a savage, I am what I am (I am)
Kill some niggas, I do it again (I what?)
Just be happy that you was not them
Boom, Von
Stick and I move, slide (Uh)
Bro put that bitch in rewind, hit 'em up
Then we put that bitch back in drive
Bro serve his slices, no pies (No pies)
'Cause I'm not your slatt not your slime
(At all)
Young savage, I'm reppin' the 9 (The 9)
You cannot step with the guys (With the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (Fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Gon' get robbed)
Keep a strap, I ain't ready to die
Neva lack, I'ma let that bitch fly (Fly)
And he talk like that man gonna ride (Ride)
And I know for a fact that he not (He not)
And I know for a fact that he lied (He lied)
Just know for a fact, I'm gon' slide
(Slide) gang, uh