FACTS
Everyone's progressing
They are progressing
Don't wanna be held back
That's why I'm not attached
Oh I forgot
Tired of being there
I act like I care
But I don't give a fuck about you
Keep it clean keep it perfect
Keep it clean keep it perfect
Keep it clean keep it perfect
Keep it clean keep it perfect
Progress before I die
I'm trying yes I'm
Nobody wants no week ass bitch
Stand up stand up bitch
Money I chase
Ain't trying to wait
Trying to be richer than you
Trying to be better than you
Won't stress about a bitch
It is what it is
Won't stress about a bitch
It is what it is
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
I don't fuck with you cuz you don't fuck with me
You block me I block you I don't play
You never was cool anyway
You are messy and can't get your way
I'm in my bag you can't fuck with me
I was blind, but now I see
Don't entertain, cuz your ego so small
Glad I don't fuck with you at all
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Stay away, keep my distance
Try my best to stay consistent
You're out of existence
Don't need no assistance
They are progressing
Don't wanna be held back
That's why I'm not attached
Oh I forgot
Tired of being there
I act like I care
But I don't give a fuck about you
Keep it clean keep it perfect
Keep it clean keep it perfect
Keep it clean keep it perfect
Keep it clean keep it perfect
Progress before I die
I'm trying yes I'm
Nobody wants no week ass bitch
Stand up stand up bitch
Money I chase
Ain't trying to wait
Trying to be richer than you
Trying to be better than you
Won't stress about a bitch
It is what it is
Won't stress about a bitch
It is what it is
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
I don't fuck with you cuz you don't fuck with me
You block me I block you I don't play
You never was cool anyway
You are messy and can't get your way
I'm in my bag you can't fuck with me
I was blind, but now I see
Don't entertain, cuz your ego so small
Glad I don't fuck with you at all
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Big racks, that's facts
Stay away, keep my distance
Try my best to stay consistent
You're out of existence
Don't need no assistance
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Writer(s): Chris Buford Ii
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