All Facts

Yeah

Had to talk my shit a bit

It's WISE you fuckin' idiots

(Yes) listen

Fuck's wrong with these kids?

Ridin' through the city in the back of the Rolls

Got my feet up (I'm laid back)

And my own shit bumping through the speakers (on the track)

Courtside, while you bitches sittin' in the bleachers (ay, like where they at?)

I'ma make a hunnid million dollars selling features (bitch, now that's a fact)

Shoulda come to WISE but you tried to get it cheaper (cheaper)

Loyal to the game, I'm not a cheater (never)

Bitch you better fall back

Moving like we got aimbot and some wall hacks

Yeah that's all facts

Yeah that's all facts

Yeah that's all facts

Fuck a piece bitch, give me all that

Free my guys out 'em cold cages

I'm with Travis Scott road raging

Shorty know that I'm half amazing (amazin')

Shorty know on tour I don't care about bitches (I don't)

What you think this just happened, I been patient (what you think?)

I'm the hottest youngin' out

I'm so L's like my couch

Take a little bitch to TAO

Bring her home but she loud

I was rollin' Rolling Loud

I'm so high, touch the clouds

I go moshi, know I'm low key

Your man a bum he can't approach me

The oppies know Smiggs a trophy

Trap house, feel like Kobe

I'm in Paris on a date

I told Morgan fix my plate

In L.A. I bank at Chase

If I was Tariq I'd shoot Monet

My ex'd be happy if she stayed

Don't hear their music in L.A. (I don't, no)

I can't even claim it no more

I don't got the feelings no more

I don't go to Tammy's no more

I don't go to Zara no more

Don't even buy her a choker

My drop again, October

Yeah that's all facts

Yeah that's all facts

Yeah that's all facts

Fuck a piece bitch, give me all that

Never been a fan of moderation (yeah)

Fly out to the islands I don't do no hibernation

Everything in excess, it's a celebration

Always give a hunnid, no points for participation

I speak in code, they been tryna crack the combination (DaVinci)

Pussy, money, weed is the equation (you with me?)

Bad at math I guess that's why you hating (how?)

5 hunnid on the dinner, waiter ask what's the occasion

(Yeah, that's everyday)

'Cause I dont fuck with broke boys

Rolling with some billionaires and couple dope boys (yeah, yeah)

I be on a yacht, we got bitches on 'em float toys

Take it back to land and we hoppin' in a Rolls Royce (in a Rolls)

Bumpin' screwed and chopped Pimp C with a low voice (RIP)

And that's word to Keef, man you boys been making no noise

Hit a 3 like Ja, yeah you bitches left me no choice

Hit that pussy raw, yes I do believe in pro choice (I do)

Yeah that's all facts

Yeah that's all facts

Yeah that's all facts

Fuck a piece bitch, give me all that