Facts Songtext
von Kevin Gates

You recording?
Yes Lord
Daytrip took it to 10

Look, Facts
If you got a problem, I′m pullin' up
Strap
Big booty bitch and I′m pullin' off
Tracks
I play with them words, I play with them birds
I'm really that
I′m statin′ them Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts

When I'm in the kitchen no water whippin′, yeah, yeah
I used to trap, I do a brick like Jordan Woods
I cut a zip off but right before that
Make up what I'm servin, wrist get to workin′
Got her some surgery, cut off the fat
I play with them words, I play with them birds, yeah, yeah
I'm really that


Clutchin′ a rod when I had a one
Increasin' my bundles, fightin' with 2 hands
My new hand Naruto threw me in a cross with a couple of rappers
Maneuver through that (Ah)
My other lil′ partner want 200 P′s of the pressure
I'm on it, I got a new batch
A lotta of these niggas be hatin′ on gangster
But I'm presidential, I′m statin' them Facts (Yes Lord)

If you got a problem I′m pullin' up, strap (Boom, boom)
Big booty bitch and I'm on tracks (Yes Lord)
I play with them words, I play with them birds
I′m really that (Yes Lord)
I′m statin' ′em Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts (Take off!)

Ooo, these niggas be watchin'
These women be plottin′, I'm statin′ them Facts (Yes Lord)
Everybody fake nowadays, these niggas be rats (Yes Lord)
I see you in public, you know I'm what up (You know I'm what up)
I ain′t givin′ you dap (Ooh)
I'm statin′ 'em Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts (Big old Gates, woo!)

Fly dresser, see you later, side-step ′em, bitch
Big body, sexy, private jet, jewelry heavy
Send a emmy, you better be careful
I know how to get through the metal detector (Skrt, skrt)
My money'll slam on a bitch nigga family
You guess and I guess you ain′t knowin' no better (Boom, boom)


I'm flexin′, I ain′t really showin' no cheddar (I′m on)
I take a little flick wit' a chick, I ain′t throw in no dick
And they thinkin' we goin′ together
I'm overseas on a trip
Not an internet nigga, just loving these hoes together
I'm a big speaker, you know I′m the reverend
Preach to the streets and we got it for cheap
All this ice on my teeth and gold in the bezel
I′m statin' them Facts

8 quarter tickets, I spent all my digits every time I did it, 2 million in racks (Facts)
I done fell of and I ran it back up in a matter of months
Now I′m coolin', what′s happenin?
You ask me for money, act like I ain't got it
And then post a picture of me when I′m shoppin'
Controllin' big money I got in my pocket
I spend on your shit, just pretend I ain′t got it (Ooh)

Facts, if you got a problem I′m pullin' up, strap
Big booty bitch and I′m on tracks
I play with them words, I play with them birds
I'm really that
I′m statin' Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts

Ooo, these niggas be watchin′
These women be plottin', I'm statin′ them Facts, ooh!
Everybody fake nowadays, these niggas be rats, ooh!
I see you in public, you know I′m what up
I ain't givin′ you dap
I'm statin′ Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts, Facts

Fly dresser, see you later, side-step 'em, bitch (Facts)
Fly dresser, see you later, side-step ′em, bitch (Facts)
Fly dresser, see you later, side-step 'em, bitch (Facts)
Fly dresser, see you later, side-step 'em, bitch (Facts)
Daytrip took it to 10 (Hey!)