Favorite Girl

Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
On a flight to Miami (flight to Miami)
(800) Mm-mm

On a flight to Miami (flight to Miami), we talk about branding (talk about branding)
I told her, "If we together, you gotta stop dancing"
She bad and exotic, she tatted like Chantine
On a flight to Miami, I got my hand in her panties
On a flight to Miami, she said don't play with her (she said don't play with her)
I send flowers to her knowin' it's okay with her (it's okay with her)
And she the only one I call my baby girl (I call my baby girl)
Chanel, Chanel, Chanel to my favorite girl (my favorite girl)

She lit in her city now, can't no - say - about her
Before she leave me, I'ma put them - out (I'ma put them bitches out)
Jet skis and boat rides, buckets full of mayo on both sides (on both sides)
Marni T-shirt, Marni pants, I want Marni for both slides
I can't cut the smile, me and my lil' -, we both vibes
I love Skiami, you can't get near us, we high profile

Rolls-Royce, you'll pull us back to back, this b- like ghost town (this bitch like ghost town)
I adore you, I wanna love you 'cause I know how
Girl, you deserve an Audemar (Audemar)
You take the lead, you go ahead and drive the car (go ahead and drive the car)
I know whenever you leave, you ain't goin' too far
I got whatever you need, that's why I gave you my heart

On a flight to Miami, we talk about branding
I told her, "If we together, you gotta stop dancing"
She bad and exotic, she tatted like Chantine (she tatted like Chantine)
On a flight to Miami, I got my hand in her panties
On a flight to Miami, she said don't play with her (she said don't play with her)
I send flowers to her knowin' it's okay with her (it's okay with her)
And she the only one I call my baby girl (I call my baby girl)
Chanel, Chanel, Chanel to my favorite girl (my favorite girl)



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Dukes, Najee Nickle
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