F.A.C.T.S

Nard and B
Bobby Kritical
Mixtape monopoly, hoe
T-T-Tronics

Yeah, pull up to the scene, red Rarri that's a fact (skrrt, skrrt)
Blow my top while I swerve, gettin' head that's a fact (yeah)
If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact (yeah)
Bought a Birkin now the bitch act like a Barbie, that's a fact
Ayy, that's a fact, (ayy-ayy) that's a fact (let go)
Ayy, that's a fact, (ayy-ayy) that's a fact (yeah)
Pull up on the scene, red Rarri that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, gettin' head that's a fact (let it run)

Nigga thought I fell off, no bitch I'm back
Know I keep a bad bitch by my side, that's a fact
Plenty bitches popping pills, sucking dick, we on that
You gon' (yeah, yeah, yeah) run off with the wave e'ry time
So, don't act (so, don't act)
I might hit up Magic throw some change and grab a play
I ain't worried 'bout no dance I fuck the waitress anyway (anyway)
When I call her she gon' pull up with the pussy any day
But I got money coming in, nigga every wizard way (every wizard)

Pull up to the scene, red Rarri that's a fact (skrrt, skrrt)
Blow my top while I swerve, gettin' head that's a fact (yeah)
If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact (yeah)
Bought a Birkin now (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) the bitch act like a Barbie
That's a fact (let go)
Ayy, that's a fact, (ayy-ayy) that's a fact (let go)
Ayy, that's a fact, (ayy-ayy) that's a fact (yeah)
Pull up on the scene, red Rarri that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, gettin' head that's a fact

Nigga wanted issues so I had to give him that (had to give him)
Bitch I came back to the city, brought that wave that's a fact
I'm in L.A. with the trapper blowing gas and shooting craps (shoot)
Why these bitch keep actin' petty
She just mad, I don't react (she just mad, I won't, won't)
Flooded out the Rollie now I'm feeling just like Meech
I don't trap but these niggas still love me in these streets (yeah)
Vintage shirt, couple chains, and some Yeezys on my feet (Yeezys on my)
Put in work, I ain't change throwin' ones up out the Jeep, ugh

Pull up to the scene, red Rarri that's a fact (skrrt, skrrt)
Blow my top while I swerve, gettin' head that's a fact (yeah)
If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact (yeah)
Bought a Birkin now (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) the bitch act like a Barbie
That's a fact (let go)
Ayy, that's a fact, (ayy-ayy) that's a fact (let go)
Ayy, that's a fact, (ayy-ayy) that's a fact (yeah)
Pull up on the scene, red Rarri that's a fact
Blow my top while I swerve, gettin' head that's a fact

You ain't fucking with my DJ
James, turn up, nigga