Bobby Kritical - F.A.C.T.S lyrics

[Intro] Nard & B Bobby Kritical [Hook] Pull up to the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact Bought a Birkin now the b**h act like a Barbie, that's a fact Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact Pull up on the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact [Verse 1] n***a thought I fell off, no b**h I'm back Know I keep a bad b**h by my side, that's a fact Plenty b**hes popping pills, s**ing dick, we on that You gon' run off with the wave every time so don't act I might hit up Magic throw some change and grab a play I ain't worried bout no dance I f** the waitress anyway When I call her she gon' pull up with the p**y any day I got money coming in, n***a every which way [Hook] Pull up to the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact Bought a Birkin now the b**h act like a Barbie, that's a fact Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact Pull up on the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact [Verse 2] n***a wanted issues so I had to give him that b**h I came back to the city, brought that wave that's a fact I'm in LA with the trapper blowing gas and shooting craps Why these b**h keep acting petty, she just mad, I don't react Flooded out the Rollie now I'm feeling just like Meech I don't trap but these n***as still love me in these streets Vintage shirt, couple chains, and some Yeezys on my feet Put in work, I ain't change throwing ones up out the Jeep, ugh [Hook] Pull up to the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact If I hit your baby mama I ain't sorry, that's a fact Bought a Birkin now the b**h act like a Barbie, that's a fact Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact Ay, that's a fact, ay-ay that's a fact Pull up on the scene, red 'Rari that's a fact Blow my top while I swerve, getting head that's a fact