Facts ft. Darius Foster Lyrics

Be a saint, disclaimer, only facts If you double back, let's believe I'm gon

Tax Check my track record, get a badge, it's the

Manifest in plaques, being young, rich, and black In my dress pants, but never slack

Well-established, forgiving classics, but Che is average

Class is a session, wave is something I mastered Pass it, Ohio Bay for me, bending backwards

I splash, send her on her way, cause I'm getting back to

My daily routine life, boomy, serene life All I care about is a check

He gon' run it back like a relay I can't even relax, cause I'm always thinking

About what's next Only talking facts, never flex

Only talking facts, never flex Only talking facts, never flex

Only talking facts, never flex, yeah Only talking facts, never flex

The way I see it, all they do is hate to see you next

The way I see it, niggas hate to see you do your best shit

Forget about what you made, they ain't here to see them steps

Talk about it Fendi trunks, swim and catch this wave

Talk about it Spent a lot for these shades, block the shade

Foreign whips, Accolades, niggas stacking safe

Pack the safe, had a Audie, make them salty Tell them how the quarry, a check was 40

The hip got a nine or 40, I'm bout to vacay in Saudi

The neck and the wrist is Gaudi The way that I check on shorty

She give me her neck in glory I'm waiting to check her story

To see if she checking for me Only talking facts, never flex

Only talking facts, never flex Only talking facts, never flex

Only talking facts, never flex Only talking facts, never flex

Only talking facts, never flex Only talking facts, never flex