GGP - Facts lyrics

[Hook] I can be walking and still run this sh** I can be sitting and still stand this sh** I can be sleep and still plan this sh** You can be Debo, who's gonna get the hit You can keep the roses b**h it's guns & dreads You can keep the fire hoses, when its gon getchu wet I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that I don't got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah [Verse 1] Aye lil n***a where's the money You thought I was a lil dummy? I got a**ociation with money These n***as be super corny These n***as be stupid lying These n***as is super funny I ain't gotta wait in line, the doorman was waiting for me Told that b**h you wasting time All that talking ain't saying nothing "Aye holmes why you got a 9?" All that talk ain't spraying nothing b**h told me I blow her mind She say she can't wait to touch me But she's on another time She say she can't wait to f** me I was riding down vine, going fast and sipping muddy Sipping all this damn drank I don't gotta piss or nothing If you cannot fix your mouth my boys come through fix yo tummy More Sosa, less Tony You can come and meet my buddy I'm riding with my buddy sipping muddy Smoking stinky, b**hes love me call my phone Wanna f** me, wanna touch me, wanna love me Sosa ain't got time for lovey dovey [Hook] I can be walking and still run this sh** I can be sitting and still stand this sh** I can be sleep and still plan this sh** You can be Debo, who's gonna get the hit You can keep the roses b**h it's guns & dreads You can keep the fire hoses, when its gon getchu wet I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that I don't got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah [Verse 2] I got 100s and facts, 100s and Mac's 100s and Tec's I got 100s and 20s, 100s and 50s I know that I got sauce but I don't eat spaghetti Recess I'm riding round with Ashley Spinelli You like Pac up in Juice I be how Nas be in Belly Got 15 for a show hell nah that's too petty It's getting hot in here but I do not be with Nelly I know I don't speak English b**h, all I speak is Fetty I ain't never lackin' b**h all I be is ready Yo b**h ain't tryna go she get that boot, call her Betty I ain't finna call that b**h no Uber, call a Taxi The Police hate Chief Keef, I swear they just wanna snatch me They ran up in my house grabbed me, swear I wasn't ready But Chief Keef ain't police If I could then I would blast em' But the law won't let me judge gon try and give me 50 [Hook] I can be walking and still run this sh** I can be sitting and still stand this sh** I can be sleep and still plan this sh** You can be Debo, who's gonna get the hit You can keep the roses b**h it's guns & dreads You can keep the fire hoses, when its gon getchu wet I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that I don't got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah