No Favors

Is you fucking stupid?
Wasted
Man keep yo mother fucking foot on these niggas necks Chef
Go all the way in Chef

Look
I can beat you niggas by a landslide with my hands tied
Put the heat on a nigga give em tan lines
Can't stand by I'm a landmine yeah
Light a nigga like a campfire yeah
Turn his white tee into a tampon if I hit em in his damn spine
You boys can't lean or rock with my franchise
So ion fuck with you niggas like I'm anti
I been running this shit since ye high
Never played safe I never been a grand guy
And ion need no scale for the weight now
I can coordinate a sale with the hand eye
Imma stand out nigga never blend with the man's with the hands who be reaching for a handout
Hands up bands out act tough man's down you don't really want smoke with the man now

A lotta niggas don't really like me I don't really give a fuck tho
And I ain't talking bout ice cream but I get it by the truck load
And niggas don't really want beef cause they know we keep it cutthroat
And niggas know It's been Dub P if it's smoke then wassup bro? (Dub)
I did this shit just for my haters
Came up on my own so don't ask me for favors nah
No don't ask me for favors came up on my own so don't ask me for favors nah
Cause they see me with blue strips and I'm on some new shit I say see you later, yeah
It was no elevators came up on my own so don't ask me for favors

I been bout my paper
I stick to that shit like I'm a stapler
I'm bickin' back being bool going brazy
These niggas fugazy tell these niggas pay me and send me that
Ain't got time for the waiting
The Simi Mac earthquake, get it shaking
I bring it back like that bitch in rotation
Keep one in my apron
I'm done being patient, now gimme that



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Writer(s): Traiven Keimahn Degraffenreidt, Saidon Richardson
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