Bankboytrell - All Facts Lyrics

(Bankboy!)
(On God)
(Yeah)
(BEEP!)
(Yeah Yeah Yeah)
I don't be f*cking with niggas they leachers
I be at school tryna flirt with the teachers
I need a bag if I'm gone do a feature
(I need a bag if I'm gone do a feature)
I f*cked that bitch on the football bleachers
Yeah I'm a junior f*cking on seniors
No I can't keep me a bitch I'm a cheater
Get in the booth and I sound like a preacher
I want his head
I want him dead
All of my clothes gone be covered in red
Nigga sneak dissing I heard what you said
Put a at on it lil bitch I ain't scared
I'm really thinking bout cutting the dreads
Niggas be beefing and getting no bread
I got it loaded it's one in the head
If I get caught I'm going fed
Bank back this ALL FACTS
Blowing her back in nut in her tracks
Spend all the backend go get it back
THESE NIGGAS TALKING I DON'T REACT
Feel like Ray Lewis when I get the sack
I got the drop on his spot he tracked!
Lone wolf but I keep me a pack
She ain't wanna f*ck til I pulled out a stack
My niggas shooters golden state
Bitch you a thot no we can't date
They want the food on my plate
Really don't see why these niggas hate
I got the diamonds on me and they skate
She want to f*ck but it's too late
Too many bitches you got to wait
I'm tryna live in a house with a gate
Rolling up in my grandad bathroom
I'm tryna f*ck on a bitch in the bathroom
She wanna suck me up, vacuum
Come to the trap serve out the back room
Bag over bitches that is my motto
All of this money like I hit the lotto
She said don't tell nobody but we all know
Told her to eat the dick swallow
Looking for niggas, where's waldo?
I'm speaking spanish these niggas falso
Done with the rod give me a crossbow
Imma stay down til my niggas all blow
(On God)
(Yeah)
Imma stay down til my niggas all blow
(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah hold on)
I don't be f*cking with niggas they leachers
I be at school tryna flirt with the teachers
I need a bag if I'm gone do a feature
(I need a bag if I'm gone do a feature)
I f*cked that bitch on the football bleachers
Yeah I'm a junior f*cking on seniors
No I can't keep me a bitch I'm a cheater
Get in the booth and I sound like a preacher
(Preach)(Preach)
(Uhn)
(Preach young nigga)
(Keep it in the street young nigga)
(You gone die once you step to me young nigga)
(On God)
(Bitch)
(Bitch)
(Bitch)