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38K (Facts) Video (MV)




Performed By: JayDaYoungan
Length: 2:04
Written by: Javorius Scott, Tyreekk White




JayDaYoungan - 38K (Facts) Lyrics
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And I don't dump no ashes either
(F*ck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout? Y'all know what the f*ck we on)
Finna get real disrespectful, I don't give a f*ck
(Straight directly, ain't no diss, only straight facts)

I'ma speak on all the facts and tell this shit just how it is
I'm in my bag and niggas pissed and plus he mad about a bitch
When I was f*ckin' on his ho, he was steady askin' me 'bout shit
And beggin' me to leave her 'lone, this nigga actin' like the bitch
You put that pussy comment on my post, they laughed about that shit
But I was laughin' when your baby mama gagged all on my dick
This bitch go through trees, bitch, we strapped bad, we all got sticks
Like what the f*ck you mean? We tryna catch a hat and bust his shit

I'm on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit
That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch
That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain't no classy bitch
She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
223s clear the whole scene, f*ck a.38
Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the f*ckin' murder rate
It's your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
F*ck all the hype, let's take a life and put him in the dirt today

Draco, tell them niggas lay low
I say go, my shooters, they gon' take souls
And I know a real stepper, shout out Ksoo
And I know a real ho, they call him Baby Joe
Who want smoke? We on go
Let me know, I'm from that 4
Might just flash like a pose
Bitch, I'm pressure, and they know
Drop a bag, that's a goal
Bodybag, he gon' blow
He say he slime, he ain't my kind, I'm tryna wipe that nigga's nose

I'm on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit
That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch
That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain't no classy bitch
She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
223s clear the whole scene, f*ck a.38
Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the f*ckin' murder rate
It's your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
F*ck all the hype, let's take a life and put him in the dirt today

Come here
F*ck wrong with these pussy-ass niggas?
You think I'm playin' man
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And I don't dump no ashes either
(F*ck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout? Y'all know what the f*ck we on)
Finna get real disrespectful, I don't give a f*ck
(Straight directly, ain't no diss, only straight facts)

I'ma speak on all the facts and tell this shit just how it is
I'm in my bag and niggas pissed and plus he mad about a bitch
When I was f*ckin' on his ho, he was steady askin' me 'bout shit
And beggin' me to leave her 'lone, this nigga actin' like the bitch
You put that pussy comment on my post, they laughed about that shit
But I was laughin' when your baby mama gagged all on my dick
This bitch go through trees, bitch, we strapped bad, we all got sticks
Like what the f*ck you mean? We tryna catch a hat and bust his shit

I'm on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit
That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch
That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain't no classy bitch
She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
223s clear the whole scene, f*ck a.38
Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the f*ckin' murder rate
It's your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
F*ck all the hype, let's take a life and put him in the dirt today

Draco, tell them niggas lay low
I say go, my shooters, they gon' take souls
And I know a real stepper, shout out Ksoo
And I know a real ho, they call him Baby Joe
Who want smoke? We on go
Let me know, I'm from that 4
Might just flash like a pose
Bitch, I'm pressure, and they know
Drop a bag, that's a goal
Bodybag, he gon' blow
He say he slime, he ain't my kind, I'm tryna wipe that nigga's nose

I'm on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit
That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch
That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain't no classy bitch
She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
223s clear the whole scene, f*ck a.38
Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the f*ckin' murder rate
It's your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
F*ck all the hype, let's take a life and put him in the dirt today

Come here
F*ck wrong with these pussy-ass niggas?
You think I'm playin' man
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Writer: Javorius Scott, Tyreekk White
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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