No Favors (feat. Micah & Trouble Doms)

I was jus sittin' here coutin' my paper
And I'm thinking to myself I ain't doin' no favors
Nigga talkin' crazy, yeah we'll see your ass later
Turn me up smokin' gas give a fuck about the neighbors
I was jus sittin' here coutin' my paper
And I'm thinking to myself I ain't doin' no favors
Nigga talkin' crazy, yeah we'll see your ass later
Turn me up smokin' gas give a fuck about the neighbors

We keep it secluded
We smokin' exclusive
You know how we do it
Like we can get to it
One check, and you blew it
Money pursue it
And yes I can prove it
And no I can lose it
Your bitch she included
Know that she choosin'
You can't replace lil' baby you knew this
You know I be steppin' wherever the booth is
Choppa sprayin clear the way told em move it

Bitch wanna smoke out the pack again
She's smokin' big gas, and that's pretend
I'm tryna see you bring like two or ten friends
Hit it times two like we thought there was twins
Like we thought there was twins
And we did it again
I'm out here collecting my dividends
Too many blue bills, I can't comprehend
Spendin' that cash like that shit is a sin

I was jus sittin' here coutin' my paper
And I'm thinking to myself I ain't doin' no favors
Nigga talkin' crazy, yeah we'll see your ass later
Turn me up smokin' gas give a fuck about the neighbors
I was jus sittin' here coutin' my paper
And I'm thinking to myself I ain't doin' no favors
Nigga talkin' crazy, yeah we'll see your ass later
Turn me up smokin' gas give a fuck about the neighbors

Bitch think I give a fuck about the neighbors?
I walked in drippin' I'm flooded with paper
I don't give a fuck about what y'all sayin'
I'm really that nigga lil baby stop playin'
Big dawg status these niggas can't weigh in
No way lil nigga want beef can't eat on my plate
Don't come around nigga we know you snake
Real shark ass nigga gon swim in my tank
I earned my stripes, I got my rank
Choppa gon hit, I got my aim
If she come thru, no she ain't stayin'
Fuck her all night, no we ain't layin'

I was jus sittin' here coutin' my paper
And I'm thinking to myself I ain't doin' no favors
Nigga talkin' crazy, yeah we'll see your ass later
Turn me up smokin' gas give a fuck about the neighbors

I was jus sittin' here coutin' my paper
And I'm thinking to myself I ain't doin' no favors
Nigga talkin' crazy, yeah we'll see your ass later
Turn me up smokin' gas give a fuck about the neighbors

What the fuck
Wrap the blindfold round my eyes, yeah it's blinded love
Pockets stuffed
Runnin' digits yeah they addin' up
You done had enough
You ain't fast enough
I'm sad enough
Chanel with me, yeah the baggage tuff
Do it for my momma, she done had it tough
You was outta pocket, now you outta luck

I was jus sittin' here coutin' my paper
And I'm thinking to myself I ain't doin' no favors
Nigga talkin' crazy, yeah we'll see your ass later
Turn me up smokin' gas give a fuck about the neighbors

I was jus sittin' here coutin' my paper
And I'm thinking to myself I ain't doin' no favors
Nigga talkin' crazy, yeah we'll see your ass later
Turn me up smokin' gas give a fuck about the neighbors



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Writer(s): Jacob Kouri
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