F.A.C.T.S lyrics
by Dae Dae
[Intro]
Nard & B
Bobby Kritical
[Hook]
Pull up to the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact
If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact
Bought a Birkin now the b*tch act like a Barbie, that's a fact
Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact
Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact
Pull up on the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact
[Verse 1]
n*gga thought I fell off, no b*tch I'm back
Know I keep a bad b*tch by my side, that's a fact
Plenty b*tches popping pills, sucking di*k, we on that
You gon' run off with the wave every time so don't act
I might hit up Magic throw some change and grab a play
I ain't worried bout no dance I f*ck the waitress anyway
When I call her she gon' pull up with the pus*y any day
I got money coming in, n*gga every which way
[Hook]
Pull up to the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact
If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact
Bought a Birkin now the b*tch act like a Barbie, that's a fact
Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact
Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact
Pull up on the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact
[Verse 2]
n*gga wanted issues so I had to give him that
b*tch I came back to the city, brought that wave that's a fact
I'm in LA with the trapper blowing gas and shooting craps
Why these b*tch keep acting petty, she just mad, I don't react
Flooded out the Rollie now I'm feeling just like Meech
I don't trap but these n*ggas still love me in these streets
Vintage shirt, couple chains, and some Yeezys on my feet
Put in work, I ain't change throwing ones up out the Jeep, ugh
[Hook]
Pull up to the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact
If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact
Bought a Birkin now the b*tch act like a Barbie, that's a fact
Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact
Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact
Pull up on the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact