That's Facts - Dj Carisma, Ty Dolla $ign, Azjah

I been drippin' so much water, call it Boucher

On my fly shit like a bouquet

We had to pack it and ship it, yeah

I had to get out the trenches

They go wherever the money go (Ayy)

That’s why I don’t fuck with these bitches

I put the lime in the coconut, I’m 'bout to fuck it up

Tell me who gon' stop me?

And I got ties with the mob, we beat the odds

All my niggas touchin' G’s

Hop in the Benz with your friends

We can touch bands, everything is on me, yeah

Ridin' slow, don’t you scratch the coupe (Yeah, yeah)

That’s facts

Baby, that’s juice

That’s facts

Baby, that’s juice, yeah

Run up a tab all on you, yeah

Run up a tab all on you, yeah

That’s facts (Yes)

Baby, that’s juice (Juice)

That’s facts (Yes)

Baby, that’s juice, yeah (Juice)

Run up a tab all on you, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Run up a tab all on you, yeah (Skrrt)

Bitches mad I’m in my bag, I got the juice

Without the caddy, spendin' that, I’m just too smooth

It’s a fact, I got cash and I got dudes

Mix and match, one today, one on Tuesday

Love when you say

You wanna spend it all on me

Dollar signs get me high

You always supply what I need

That’s facts

Baby, that’s juice

That’s facts

Baby, that’s juice, yeah

Run up a tab all on you, yeah

Run up a tab all on you, yeah

That’s facts (Yes)

Baby, that’s juice (Juice)

That’s facts (Yes)

Baby, that’s juice, yeah (Juice)

Run up a tab all on you, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Run up a tab all on you, yeah (Skrrt)

Yes (Carisma)

Juice

Yes

Juice