Facts Only [Bonus]

Ayy, woah, ayy running from the drank, like
Top five worst feelings in the world
I'm gon' state the facts and
He gon' say it, yo
Ayy, uh, and he gon' say it, uh

I'm gon' state the facts
And he gon' state his raps
We do what we please and
That's just what you lack, ayy
T-shirt in the breeze
I think I'm still in Cali
I'm dodging federales
Got cookie in the mail-y
RIP the legends for the lean up in my belly
You say I need to stop
I hope you still here when I'm ready
I'd rather pop a seal and show
Some hoes who really petty
I'm cool, cruisin' through Queens
I'm tryna find some scenes from Belly
Ayy fuck with me, baby, I'm the deadest
Percs' and no feelings, when will
You get it, uh, ayy
Fuck with me, baby, I'm the deadest
Two Percs' deadly, bubble up my belly
Your bitch show me her arch
I feel at home like I was Nelly
Cookies in the airport
I pray they don't smell me

Baby, I'm the deadest, yeah, ayy, ayy
Baby, I'm the deadest
I'm gon' state the facts
And he gon' say "Hi!"s raps
We do what we please
And that's just what you lack