[Intro: Lil Bibby]
(Oh my god, what is this? An L beat?)
(The Syndicate)
Yeah, that's facts
Facts
Shawty spit that crack, yeah, that's facts
(Oh my god)
Shawty keep a gat, yeah, that's facts, ayy
(Oh my god)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, that's facts
(Oh my god, what is this? An L beat?)

[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
I was 15 years old in the trap bagging dimes up
Then I started rapping got these crackers tryna sign us
Niggas kill my dawg we can't put that shit behind us
Like should I cop that bentley Shit, I still ain't made my mind up
You ain't never did no time huh, never been in no line up
Never had to go rob nun, never tote no iron huh ?
Yeah, I heard I posted behind huh
It ain't too hard to find us
Im still doing my sing up we crack babies don't mind us
I'm so weighed I lost my dawg to the streets, it ain't no peace
We ain't squashing shit, who you going call it ain't no keep
Shawty know I'm rich, she got a man but she going to cheat
I swear ever since I got the gwop they MOB
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