Facts Lyrics

Late night with rugers, why you trippin? I ain't even do nun

Riding foreign shit, no school bus

Ain't no talking, we gon' just pull up

Talking down and my youngins a do-ya

Aim for heads, we aim at madoulas

Told gang put the cup down, it's getting too much

I'm starting to feel sober again, I need new runtz

I'm taking my money, I'm taking her love

And i'm finna go on a run

How you call yourself my dawg

Ain't see you repost my song or nun

If I need something done to him

Call up brodie nem, know they getting it done

And I been outta town for a minute

Get back in the A and I'm beating yo guts

I'm with the bros in here

Turn me up in the headphones

It's so loud I can't even hear

I'm off the zot got my head gone

In the clouds, I can't even steer

Lil shawty trippin in the red zone

Had to tell her do not come near

How she knew that my name was lil mir

Call me ski, I don't know you like that

Speaking real, all you hearing is facts

Text my phone, I'ma hit you right back

I ain't know y'all was friends, my bad

Now lil shawty gon' make me choose

Bad as hell ain't follow the rules

She relieving my stress, no masseuse

Big bro, big B, he gon' tell me it's bool

Dive in it like sea, swear it's not giving pool

I be knowing what goin, I ain't no fool

I ain't trippin on you, so don't come at me rude

Like damn baby keep it cool

We vibing for now but what's the move

Can you tell your friends stay out our business

Why they keep trying to intrude

Tell her put it on, i'll take her out

Know she go christian loub

Bae you know these hoes be making rumors

Cause I'm not they dude

Stacking up the hunnids all type of money

This shit ain't nothing new

When I said that I ain't want you, know I was frontin

Girl, you know you my boo