Letra de Facts - CHASE B

(Feat. Travis Scott, Big Sean)

One love, one love

Mmm (One love, one love)

Mmm, mmm (One love, one love)

Mmm, mmm (One love, one love)

Mmm, mmm (One love, one love)

Mmm, mmm (One love, one love; yo, CHASE B)

Whippin' hits, I might do it, that's a wave, that's facts

Ink my whole body where Marty did the test

We was way too young, had no ID for that

We hopped in Jeep, roll up, I'm Marley, relax (Skrrt, skrrt)

Caught a sneak, took her overseas, in fact (Skrrt, skrrt)

Found a beach, she stopped bitchin', I took her back (Yeah)

She walked away, I caught another look at that (That)

That body dumb, but I'm feelin' dumber (Feelin' dumber)

Winter through, I'm waitin' on the summer (Summer)

Walked to the crib, he turned into a runner (Uh)

The house we built, we bought up all the lumber (The lumber)

Don't worry 'bout the water, you got that, I'm the plumber

You held it down when I thought it went under

Say my name is "Baby", I'm a stunner, money stutter (Yeah)

Hold it down for my brothers, they cut up (Brother)

In the back for how long, get the du-da, the du-da (It's lit)

(Yeah, the du-da, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Got my pole in the back, pink toes in the back

Let it blow in the back, let your soul go relax

It's some souls in the back, it's some souls in the back

Get a dub if it's fat, get a dub if it's fat

Got my pole in the back, put your toes in the back

Let it blow in the back, let your soul go relax

It's some souls in the back, it's some soldiers in the back

Get a dub if it's fat, get a dub if it's fat, yeah (Boy)

Did what I had to do, livin' a life that's factual

You fabricate stories and you not the one that it happened to (What?)

I had to lock in and unlock a life they can't hand to you (Hand to you)

Fuck a secret handshake, the upper hand more important, though

Chinchilla rug where shit get swept like it's four-and-oh

The light speakin' through me, I just hope y'all know Morse code

So every time the lights go down, I more than glow

Bitch so bad I fuck her all night 'til the mornin' show (Bitch)

The feelin' y'all been missin' from this shit, we restorin' those

Fuck a budget, bitch (Bitch), cigar smoke how we blowin' those

Been on Trav', yeah, I'm talkin' way before Days

Way before the braids, fuck with Jack' they drawin' more than spades

H-Town, show a nigga love like I was born and raised

'Cause I'm the underground king that got slaps that get overplayed

Difference between us is you always wanna take and I know what it takes

Bitch goin' Tom Brady how she know when to throw it my way

I'm gettin' used to the confetti, run this shit up 'til they catch me, gah

Got my pole in the back, pink toes in the back

Let it blow in the back, let your soul go relax

It's some souls in the back, it's some souls in the back

Get a dub if it's fat, get a dub if it's fat

Got my pole in the back, pink toes in the back

Let it blow in the back, let your soul go relax

It's some souls in the back, it's some soldiers in the back

Get a dub if it's fat, get a dub if it's fat, yeah

One love, one love

One love, one love

One love, one love

One love, one love

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