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all facts - wise (rapper) lyrics

[intro: wise & smiley]
yeah
had to talk my sh*t up here
it’s wise you f*cking idiots (yes)
listen (f*ck is wrong with these cats)

[verse 1: wise]
riding through the city in the back of the roads with my feet up
in my own sh*t, bumping through the speakers
courtside, why you b*tches sitting in the bleachers?
i’mma make a hundred million dollars in the ?
should’ve come to wise, b*tch i try to get it cheaper
loyal to the game, i’m not a cheater
b*tch you better fall back, moving like we got a*rod and some wild hats

[chorus: wise]
yeah that’s all facts
yeah that’s all facts
yeah that’s all facts
f*ck a peace b*tch, gimme 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
shorty know i’m touring, i don’t care ?
what you think that just happened
i been patient
i’m the hottest youngin’ out
i’m so out as a couch
take a lil b*tch a towel
bring her home but she loud
i was rolling, rolling loud
i’m so high, touch a couch
i’m from ?, now i’m lowkey
man that bummy cat approached me
opps be knowing ? a trophy
got a house, feel like kobe
i’m in paris on a day
i told ? i play
in in la, i bank i chase
told ? i shoot my name
i speak hobby if she stayed
i don’t hear their music in la, i don’t
? claim me no more
i don’t got feelings no more
i don’t go to tap meets no more
i don’t go to czars no more
i went and buy her ?
drop a ?
[chorus: wise]
yeah that’s all facts
yeah that’s all facts
yeah that’s all facts
f*ck a peace b*tch, gimme all that

[verse 3: wise]
never been a fan of moderation
fly out to the islands, i don’t no hibernation
everything in excess, it’s a celebration
always give a heart and them points for partic*p*tion
i’m speaking code, they been try to crack the combination
p*ssy money weed is the equation
bad at math like that’s why you hating
fly up on her to get her ? occassion
cause i don’t f*ck with broke boys
rolling with some billionaires and a couple dope boys
i be on the yacht, we got b*tches on the float toys
take them back to land then we hopped in the rolls royce
from the screwed and chopped, pimp c with a low voice
and that words to keef, man you boys making no noise
hit it through her like ?, yeah you b*tches left me no choice
f*ck that p*ssy raw, yes i do believe in poor choice
i do it

[chorus: wise]
yeah that’s all facts
yeah that’s all facts
yeah that’s all facts
f*ck a peace b*tch, gimme all that

- wise rapper lyrics

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