Whitty Bishop, K1ng D - Facts 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)

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)