[Intro: C Cane]

Filthy

C Cane

Facts

[Verse 1: C Cane]

Dem man dere, they be chatting and bragging

About things they ain't done, they love to talk crap

Dem man dere are dem man, dem man's not my man

My man know dem man, they ain't gang

Dem man are stressed, don't know, don't ramp

'Cause the doubt will sprout if they ever try ramp

Dem man dere wanna stunt for the fans

But don't give no Ps to their bros and their fams

Dem girls there be on the same course

But I'm lost cuh dem girls are nuttin' but fu-fu

Dem girls there from the bottom of my heart ain't nang

They're shit and there's nuttin' they can doo-doo

Dem girls [?]

Can't connect when I turn off my Wi-Fi bluetooth

We ain't cut from the same cloth

Can't par with me, well, don't involve with me then, that's cuckoo

[Chorus: C Cane]

Facts, that's nuttin' but facts

Spit nuttin' but facts, don't like them facts?

Beg you send, like, facts, better know this, facts

I spin man, that's facts, I spin girl, that's facts

That's facts, that's nuttin' but facts

Spit nuttin' but facts, don't like them facts?

Beg you send, like, facts, better know this, facts

I spin man, that's facts, I spin girl, that's facts

Tell a man roll through with nuttin' but facts

Tell a girl come through with nuttin' but facts

I'll light up the room with nuttin' but facts

Tell a man that's facts, tell a girl that's facts

Six feet, never coming up short, that's pure facts

Six feet, if you're coming up short, that's pure facts

See me? I roll through North, that's all facts

Tell a man that's facts, tell a girl that's facts

[Verse 2: C Cane]

Dem dere chat about things they won't have

Dem dere chat about things they will do

Dem dere chat about things they don't have

Chat about lines but they can't move a Q

Dem dere chat about haters they don't have

Good youts tryna be a part of the crew

Dem dere funky, dem dere don't bang

So they hate 'cause I get love from gyal and dudes

Too smooth like Bailey's

Man are stunner like swagger that's in the 80s

Ten-ten, no Benz, no Mercedes

When I jump on mic, these others, they rate me, rate me

Only right to bait me

My bars, no gym, forever weighty

Dem [?] against me

So they're only overseas when they're inna the Haitis

[Chorus: C Cane]

Facts, that's nuttin' but facts

Spit nuttin' but facts, don't like them facts?

Beg you send, like, facts, better know this, facts

I spin man, that's facts, I spin girl, that's facts

That's facts, that's nuttin' but facts

Spit nuttin' but facts, don't like them facts?

Beg you send, like, facts, better know this, facts

I spin man, that's facts, I spin girl, that's facts

Tell a man roll through with nuttin' but facts

Tell a girl come through with nuttin' but facts

I'll light up the room with nuttin' but facts

Tell a man that's facts, tell a girl that's facts

Six feet, never coming up short, that's pure facts

Six feet, if you're coming up short, that's pure facts

See me? I roll through North, that's all facts

Tell a man that's facts, tell a girl that's facts