Facts - Kevin Gates

It recording?

Yes, Lord

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

Look, facts

If you got a problem I’m pullin' up strapped

Big booty bitch and I’m pullin' on tracks

I play with them words, I play with them birds, I’m really that

I’m statin' 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 Jordyn Woods

I cut a zip off but right before that?

Make up what I’m servin', wrist go 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 warrant

Increasin' my bond, was fightin' two hats

My new A&R threw me in a cross

With a couple of rappers, maneuver through that

My other lil' partner want two hundred P’s of the pressure

I’m on it, I got a new batch

A lot 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 strapped (Boom, boom)

Big booty bitch and I’m pullin' on tracks (Yes, Lord)

I play with them words, I play with them birds, I’m really that (Yes, Lord)

I’m statin' facts, facts, facts, facts, facts (Take off)

Ooh, these niggas be watchin', these women be plottin', I’m statin' facts,

ooh (Yes, Lord)

Everybody fake nowadays, these niggas be rats, ooh (Yes, Lord)

I see you in public, you knowin' what up, I ain’t givin' you dap, ooh

I’m statin' facts, facts, facts, facts, facts (Get 'em, Gates)

Camouflage dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch

Big body sexy, private jet it, jewelry heavy

Send it at me, you better be careful

I know how to get through the metal detector

My money’ll slam on a bitch nigga family

You guessin', I guess you ain’t knowin' no better (Boom, boom)

I’m flexin', I ain’t really showin' no cheddar (Uh-uh)

I take a lil' flick with a chick, I ain’t throwin' no dick, and they thinkin'

we goin' together

I’m overseas on a trip, not an internet nigga, just let 'em be 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 in my teeth and I gold the bezel

I’m statin' them facts

Eight quarter tickets I spent on my dentures

Every time I redid it, two million in racks (Facts)

I done fell off and I ran it back up in a matter of months

Now I’m coolin', what’s happenin'?

(Facts)

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 stand on your shit, just pretend I don’t got it (Hoo)

Facts

If you got a problem I’m pullin' up strapped

Big booty bitch and I’m pullin' on tracks

I play with them words, I play with them birds, I’m really that

I’m statin' facts, facts, facts, facts, facts

Ooh, these niggas be watchin', these women be plottin', I’m statin' facts, ooh

Everybody fake nowadays, these niggas be rats, ooh

I see you in public, you knowin' what up, I ain’t givin' you dap, ooh

I’m statin' facts, facts, facts, facts, facts

Yeah, I’m a fly dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch (Facts)

Yeah, I’m a fly dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch (Facts)

Yeah, I’m a fly dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch (Facts)

Yeah, I’m a fly dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch (Facts)

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)