Facts ft. K1ng D Lyrics

Yeah

It's Whitty, come on

Hahaha uh, yeah

I'm bossed up, cruising making my own lane

I'm sauced up, what we smoking on propane

It's Four's up I'm with the squad FADEDBOYS the gang

And all my potnas verified I don't fuck with lames

So what you think I am baby ? I'm just that guy

Hop in the whip and let me show you why I'm this fly

Could tell you a little crazy from your left eye

But aye I like a little crazy who stick by my side

She super thick when she shake it it's like jello

She put them titties in my face I'm like hello

We off a molly I took blue she took yellow

Plus little momma got her booty from the ghetto

I got the bag and got some cudy that's why ima' dance

I can tell you is a freak do it with no hands

Don't ever be fake keep it a Hundred grand

My records keep spinning just like a ceiling fan

Little mama bust it down cuz she's super bad

I ain't mad ima' need your number can you give me that

We can make some moves I can show you how I groove

I can tell you in the mood when you feel on my tats

Of course you can stay you ain't got to feel a way

Just as long as you feel safe even with no strap

And I just love how we west coasting

Plus we from the Whitt and that's a fact

Ask around the city bout a G it's all facts

Everything that I did I can never take it back

Cuz' you all that, and you keep that booty fat

Keeping it real so what's the deal we gon' really run it back

Remember in the trap me and you side to side

Talking Bonnie and Clyde ready to ride ready to slide

I be all up in them guts, I told her roll a blunt

I told her this the South East so I don't give a fuck

Married to these streets best believe I run a muck

Spitting game running my name for all the fortune and fame

It's insane how much pain we cause while we applause

And as we pause for the next mirage

Posted in the drop top, told her got the hot spot

You fucking with a King, who lives only top notch, ha

Who lives only top notch, baby

This a Rollie not a stop watch

Little mama bust it down cuz she's super bad

I ain't mad ima' need your number can you give me that

We can make some moves I can show you how I groove

I can tell you in the mood when you feel on my tats

Of course you can stay you ain't got to feel a way

Just as long as you feel safe even with no strap

And I just love how we west coasting

Plus we from the Whitt and that's a fact (It's the Whitt)