All Facts lyrics

[Intro: WISE & Smiley]
(Yo, Icy, chill the f*ck out)
Yeah
Had to talk my sh*t a bit
It's WISE, you f*cking idiots
Yes
Listen
f*ck is wrong with these cats?

[Verse 1: WISE]
Ridin' through the city in the back of the roads, got my feet up (Laid back)
In my own sh*t, bumping through the speakers (Through the track)
Courtside, why you b*tches sitting in the bleachers? (Ayy, like, where they at?)
I'ma make a hundred million dollars sellin' features (b*tch, now that's a fact)
Should've come to WISE, b*tch, I try to get it cheaper (Cheaper)
Loyal to the game, I'm not a cheater (Never)
b*tch, you better fall back
Moving like we got a rod and some wild hats (Yeah)

[Chorus: WISE]
Yeah, that's all facts
Yeah, that's all facts
Yeah, that's all facts
f*ck a piece, b*tch, give me all that

[Verse 2: Smiley]
Free my guys out them cold cages
I'm with Travis Scott, road-raging
Shorty know I'm half amazing (Amazing)
Shorty know on tour, I don't care 'bout b*tches (I don't)
What you think, this just happened? I've been patient (What you think?)
I'm the hottest youngin out
I'm so owls like my couch
Take a lil' b*tch to TAO
Bring her home, but she loud
I was rolling, rolling loud
I'm so high, touching clouds
Album mode, she know I'm low-key
Man, that bummy can't approach me
The oppies know Smigg's a trophy (Trophy)
Trap house, feel like Kobe (Yeah)
I'm in Paris on a date (I am)
I told Morgan, facts I play
In L.A., I bank at Chase
I'm Tariq, I shoot my name (f*ck)
My ex be happy if she stayed
Don't hear they music in L.A. (I don't)
No, I can't even claim you no more (I don't)
I don't got feelings no more (I don't)
I don't go to tap meets no more (I don't)
I don't go to Zara's no more (I don't)
Don't even buy her a choker (I don't)
Might drop again, October (Six)
[Chorus: WISE]
Yeah, that's all facts
Yeah, that's all facts
Yeah, that's all facts
f*ck, a piece, b*tch, give me all that

[Verse 3: WISE]
Never been a fan of moderation (Yeah)
Fly out to the islands, I don't no hibernation (Do no hibernation)
Everything in excess, it's a celebration (Celebration)
Always give a hundred, no points for participation
And I speak in code, they been tryna crack the combination (DaVinci)
pus*y, money, weed is the equation (With me)
Bad at math, I guess that's why you hating (How?)
Fly up on her the getaway, then ask, "What's the occasion?" (That's every day)
'Cause I don't f*ck with broke boys
Rollin' with some billionaires and a couple dope boys (Yeah, yeah)
I be on the yacht, we got b*tches on the float toys
Take it back to land, then we hoppin' in a Rolls-Royce
Feelin' screwed and chopped, Pimp C with a low voice
And that words to Keef, man, you boys be making no noise
Hit a three like Ja, yeah, you b*tches left me no choice (No choice)
f*ck that pus*y raw, yes, I do believe in pro-choice (I do)

[Chorus: WISE]
Yeah, that's all facts
Yeah, that's all facts
Yeah, that's all facts
f*ck a piece, b*tch, give me all that