THAT'S FACTS (feat. Dubbmg) Video (MV)

Yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Look, yo
Said Top down, peeled back
Chrome wheel, matte black
Long hair, dim whit
Slim thick, ass fat
Drop it low, Nasdaq
Up and down, clap that
Talkin' shit, laugh back, ya man a bitch
That's facts
That's facts
That's facts
Talkin' shit, you know I'm bout to laugh back
That's facts
That's facts
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
Gassed up, not unleaded
I don't know where I be at
But I'll tell you where the boy headed
It's straight to the bank to get breaded
If I want somethin', I get it
Shawty never give me my credit
Only wanna swipe my debit
So I walk inside that label
Tell em ima need a dumb advance
Lemme be real clear
I don't settle underneath a hundred bands
In Miami on vacation, chillin
Out there makin' summer plans
Ill be gone from June to August
You would think i'm at a summer camp, but nah
I'm just takin' time to give some a chance
Lot of y'all headin' nowhere fast
It look like you do the runnin' man
Sprint in place, ain't win no race
You gonna give yourself a stomach cramp
Competition ain't get no praise
I wanna kill him like the son of Sam
F*ck him, bitch, this war
And I ain't be feelin' remorse
Four years on the process, and yes, I'm still on the course
Me and my team, we roll deep
Like a militant force
Down the shore in a Jeep
Without the ceilings or doors
Top down, peel back
Chrome wheel, matte black
Long hair, dimwit,
Slim thick
Ass fat, drop it low
Nasdaq
Up and down, clap dat
Talkin' shit, laugh back
Ya man a bitch, that's facts
That's facts
That's facts
Talkin' shit, you know I'm bout to laugh back
That's facts
That's facts
That's facts
That's facts
Everything I do, classy
Jamie Foxx, she fancy
20 bands wrapped in a mattress
All she gotta do is ask me
Feed my dogs, they active
Run up on me, get blasted
Catch him outside, he nappin
Damn he die young, that's tragic
Can't stand for these actors
I don't go out unless it's static
Sticks pop out, that's magic
Gotta whip, same color plastic
Swear god my heart drop, when Pookie died, that was last year
Cant swerve if there's traffic, sport mode, yeah, we passed it
Came up from the bottom, my heart colder than Alaska
Husky in Nebraska
Bank accounts in the mountains
It's comin' in so fast, I had to hire a new accountant
She said that she poutin
Five bedroom with a fountain
Top down, peel back
Chrome wheel, matte black
Long hair, dim whip
Slim thick, ass fat
Droppin' low, Nasdaq
Up and down, clap dat
Talkin' shit, laugh back, ya man a bitch
That's facts
That's facts
That's facts
Talkin' shit, you know I'm bout to laugh back
That's facts
That's facts
That's facts
That's facts
That's facts
That's facts