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Fact Check lyrics

Performer Skipper

Fact Check song lyrics by Skipper official

Fact Check is a song in English

Yup
Alright
Look
Skipper
Flow from outta heaven but i'm raisin hell
Shout my nigga Sudi got it poppin' out in ATL
Shorty got her nails did pics on the Mercedes wheel
I'm so deep up in that water I know how the NAVY feel
Got this beat from Razy, how could I just not go crazy
The procedure just to pay me, Never miss like married ladies
Like my women very cakey, That's my thickems, that's my baby
On a mission on the 80, Got no chicken cuz you lazy, nigga
And that's facts
I done made a come up in the summer that's facts
Prolly undercover with your woman
That's facts
Mixtape still doing numbers that's facts
These days niggas love to cap in they raps
Instrumental killa, I'ma thriller; Mike Jack
They be like Skipper, why you do em' like that?
Turn into a banshee when the wall is on my back
Hope you know that I refuse to settle I'm settle less
I'm the typa nigga to invest when I get a check
Y'all the the type of niggas sign a deal now you more in debt
Independent money on my mind cuz its more to get
Lately I been dealing with some issues that got me hot
Praying to the lord that my blessings will never stop
Bitches come and go they down to roll but they never rock
Keep them bitches flying off the shelves, I'm forever stocked
It's nasty
Work is to the front got the bullshit taking a backseat
In my own lane I'm Crossing lines like a track meet
Realness in my pores name poppin up like some acne
Stretch it out like some taffy putting on for the family
And me, no I don't got no Plan B
Day to day plot and planning, Niggas don't understand me
Niggas put out they hands, Need peppermints from they grannies
The shit they saying it stink, I'm rapping til I'm extinct, Nigga
And that's facts
I done made a come up in the summer
That's facts
Prolly undercover with your woman
That's facts
Mixtape still doing numbers, that's facts
These days niggas love to cap in they raps
Instrumental killa, I'ma thriller; Mike Jack
They be like Skipper, why you do em' like that?
Turn into a banshee when the wall is on my back
Let's Get it
HBK yeah you know how we play,
And I can't quit, all I know is all I know is
Shit
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Writer: Parrell Cox
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