Asap Rocky - Facts Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
Got the bomb, about to turn this bitch to Baghdad
The bad man (Woo, woo), I'm a motherfuckin' mad man (Yeah)
Tapped in, bitch, I'm back and I'm attackin'
I had it and I still fuckin' got it
Bitch, I never took a loss, I swear all I do is classy
Better have recognized (Yeah), get it televised
I don't play with people kids like these pedophiles
And that's not a diss, (That's not), fuck it, yes it is (Matter of fact)
That's a headshot (Bitch), I don't fuckin' miss

[Pre-Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Watch how I walk on that beat (Woah)
Kick you right outta your seat
Niggas be caught in that beef (Oh)
Ever be talkin' 'bout me (No way, oh)
Niggas know where I be (That's right, oh)
They don't want smoke with me (No way, oh)
Got this rap shit in a chokehold, I won't let you breath (Oh, that's facts)

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$ & A$AP Rocky]
Facts, facts, facts, facts, stack it up
Wait, what's that? Racks?
Racks, racks, racks, racks
Bitch, we back, on the map
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
I'm comin' straight for they neck (Neck)
Niggas ain't safe on the net (On the net)
These niggas on me, respect (Respect)
When it come to dogs, I got necks (Woo)
Tryna push you in check, nigga (Yeah)
Your favorite rapper, big strat nigga (Uh-huh)
He ain't tryna catch wreck (No, facts)
Long time that I flexed (Woo)
Walk on this bitch like I'm dracula (Yeah)
Handled the beef with a spatula (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas is not in my caliber (Uh-huh)
Your days numbin' on my calender (Woo)
Mask off, got massacre (Yeah)
I blast off, now I'm outta here
I took a badge off my badges (Badge)
She throw it back and I tackle her (Ayy)
Flow so spectacular (Ooh), I do this often on a regular (I do)
Hardly see any competitors (I know), I pray for my own predator (Facts)
Too blessed, nigga stam the weight (Weight)
Two steps, we're ahead of the game (Game)
Straight shots that I'm sendin' ya
And never shoot back at the messenger

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$ & A$AP Rocky]
Facts, facts, facts, facts (Ayy, ayy, ayy), stack it up
Wait, what's that? Racks? (Racks?)
Racks, racks (Racks), racks, racks (Racks, racks)
Bitch, we back, on the map (Hey)
[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
You bitch, you bet you wish we split a part of bread
What's you niggas, bet you wouldn't bust a grain
Somebody tell their A they ain't doin' too great
Still ball hard if AIDS so call it A-A-A-A
AI-D's ok, that was a bit inaproppriate
Sorta like this flow I pick
Like tryna get dough from this ho I pimp
Hope that she deepthroat this dick
Beast mode, yo, that's OD, go beast like the ghost I'm in
Keep the toasty as Joey, we ain't friendly, we call it Fendi

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Facts, facts, facts, facts, stack it up
Wait, what's that? Racks?
Racks, racks, racks, racks
Bitch, we back (Back), on the map

[Post-Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Watch how I walk on that beat (Oh)
Kick you right outta your seat (Oh)
Niggas be caught in that beef (Oh)
Ever be talkin' 'bout me (Oh)
Niggas know where I be (Oh)
They don't want smoke with me (Oh)
Got this rap shit in a chokehold, I won't let you breath (Oh, that's facts)