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Kevin Gates - Facts Lyrics

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 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 warrant
Increasin' my bond, was fightin' two hands
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 (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
I see you in public, you knowin' what up, I ain't givin' you dap, ooh
I'm statin' facts, facts, facts, facts, facts
Camouflage dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch
Camouflage dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch
Camouflage dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch
Camouflage dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch
Camouflage dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch
Camouflage dresser, see a hater, side-step 'em, bitch, facts
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)