Facts
Hold up, look
I just can't fuck with y'all
All you lookin' funny, man, what's up with y'all?
Anything you doin', man, we not involved
Funny how we used to look up to y'all, we looked up to y'all
But y'all fake as shit
I've been in the studio for days and shit
24/7 on my Vegas shit
You know the 702 gon' play this shit, they gon' play this shit
Like, aye
Whole team stay blessed
Need the liqour for the stress
Got the Henney with the X.O
Whole squad up next
Tell the label, "Cut the check"
I've been prayin' for the best
I've been dealin' with the stress
Aye, wait, hold up
Let me flex and shit
Topped the all-great, then I wrecked this shit
Then I dropped a hunnid on a Z06, this for all you niggas sayin' I'm depressed and shit
Lambo outside with the extra tint, I'm on the "H-Town-screwed-up-Texas" shit
If I ever said it, then I meant that shit
Rambo on the booth with that extra click like—
Better show you respect first
I've been puttin' in the hard work, but
Give a fuck about your net worth like
Nigga, tell me what your heart worth
Aye, so whole, ride the hood with me
Stay true when you good with me, uh
You know I don't smoke much
Eh, but fuck it, roll a backwood with me, eh!
Shawty know I've been through the most, uh
Real one, she ain't never went ghost, aye
She deserve a ring and a crown and a house
Yo' girl get a root beer float, aye
None of my squad with the fake, aye
Better ease up with the waste
Fuck out my face, shit, I'd rather go broke with my team than get rich with a snake like that
Wait, fuck all that
Got the city on my back, aye
Take a look at where we at, aye
Spend it all then get it back, aye
All facts, all facts, aye
Got the city on my back, aye
Take a look at where we at, aye
Spend it all then get it back, aye
All facts, all facts, aye
Got the city on my back, aye
Take a look at where we at, aye
Spend it all then get it back, aye
All facts, all facts, aye
Got the city on my back, aye
Take a look at where we at, aye
Spend it all then get it back, aye
All facts, all facts, aye
Hahaha, aye, aye, haha
Aye, y'all got me too wild out here
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Aye, lit
None of my squad with the fake, aye
Better ease up with the waste, aye
Fuck out my face, shit, I'd rather go broke with my team than get rich with a snake like aye
None of my squad with the fake, aye
Better ease up with the waste, aye
Fuck out my face, shit, I'd rather go broke with my team than get rich with a snake like that
I just can't fuck with y'all
All you lookin' funny, man, what's up with y'all?
Anything you doin', man, we not involved
Funny how we used to look up to y'all, we looked up to y'all
But y'all fake as shit
I've been in the studio for days and shit
24/7 on my Vegas shit
You know the 702 gon' play this shit, they gon' play this shit
Like, aye
Whole team stay blessed
Need the liqour for the stress
Got the Henney with the X.O
Whole squad up next
Tell the label, "Cut the check"
I've been prayin' for the best
I've been dealin' with the stress
Aye, wait, hold up
Let me flex and shit
Topped the all-great, then I wrecked this shit
Then I dropped a hunnid on a Z06, this for all you niggas sayin' I'm depressed and shit
Lambo outside with the extra tint, I'm on the "H-Town-screwed-up-Texas" shit
If I ever said it, then I meant that shit
Rambo on the booth with that extra click like—
Better show you respect first
I've been puttin' in the hard work, but
Give a fuck about your net worth like
Nigga, tell me what your heart worth
Aye, so whole, ride the hood with me
Stay true when you good with me, uh
You know I don't smoke much
Eh, but fuck it, roll a backwood with me, eh!
Shawty know I've been through the most, uh
Real one, she ain't never went ghost, aye
She deserve a ring and a crown and a house
Yo' girl get a root beer float, aye
None of my squad with the fake, aye
Better ease up with the waste
Fuck out my face, shit, I'd rather go broke with my team than get rich with a snake like that
Wait, fuck all that
Got the city on my back, aye
Take a look at where we at, aye
Spend it all then get it back, aye
All facts, all facts, aye
Got the city on my back, aye
Take a look at where we at, aye
Spend it all then get it back, aye
All facts, all facts, aye
Got the city on my back, aye
Take a look at where we at, aye
Spend it all then get it back, aye
All facts, all facts, aye
Got the city on my back, aye
Take a look at where we at, aye
Spend it all then get it back, aye
All facts, all facts, aye
Hahaha, aye, aye, haha
Aye, y'all got me too wild out here
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Aye, lit
None of my squad with the fake, aye
Better ease up with the waste, aye
Fuck out my face, shit, I'd rather go broke with my team than get rich with a snake like aye
None of my squad with the fake, aye
Better ease up with the waste, aye
Fuck out my face, shit, I'd rather go broke with my team than get rich with a snake like that
Credits
Writer(s): Larry Griffin Jr., Marco Archer, Anthony Ruiz, Adrian Velasquez
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