CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Favorite n*gga
Yeah
b*t*h on my d**k, tell that ho hop off
Shawty thick, from Louisiana, call her Hot Sauce
I smell like pu**y, I ain't even washed off (Skrrt)
Back to the money, I can’t turn the block off
Bend the block in the coupe, I do lots in the booth
Hit a opp when I shoot, hit a opp when I shoot
n***as wanna be REAS, tell the truth, I can't blame a n***a
Yeah, I'm my favorite n***a, yeah, and money ain’t change a n***a
Slide home safe, drive through laced, ride no bass
Couple chains on, no, I'm not too safe
Same n***as with me, no, it's not gon' change
Make a b*t*h stand like change, ooh
n***a been tight like waves, ooh
Money cleaned up like maids, ooh
No handout, catch fades, ooh
No handout, catch fades, yeah
My b*t*h got it made, yeah
n***as ain't want me to win, no
Kick doors in like raids, yeah
Kick doors in then flood, woah
n***as sh*t rose out mud, woah
Came out blue like cuz, woah
You scared, stepped on like rugs, woah
Now a n***a feel like Denzel
n***as wanna be me, hoes wan' f**k me, yeah
She can't touch me, yeah, your b*t*h ugly, yeah
You disgust me, yeah
Your b*t*h not my type, no, no
You got lucky, yeah
I get money like it's attached to me, b*t*h
I got racks on me, b*t*h
I got cash on me, b*t*h
Used to laugh at me, b*t*h
So I act funny, b*t*h
Pockets fat on me, b*t*h
I’m on quarantine, ho
Come relax with me, b*t*h
Yeah
b*t*h on my d**k, tell that ho hop off
Shawty thick, from Louisiana, call her Hot Sauce
I smell like pu**y, I ain't even washed off (Skrrt)
Back to the money, I can’t turn the block off
Bend the block in the coupe, I do lots in the booth
Hit a opp when I shoot, hit a opp when I shoot
n***as wanna be REAS, tell the truth, I can't blame a n***a
Yeah, I'm my favorite n***a, yeah, and money ain’t change a n***a
Slide home safe, drive through laced, ride no bass
Couple chains on, no, I'm not too safe
Same n***as with me, no, it's not gon' change
Make a b*t*h stand like change, ooh
n***a been tight like waves, ooh
Money cleaned up like maids, ooh
No handout, catch fades, ooh
No handout, catch fades, yeah
My b*t*h got it made, yeah
n***as ain't want me to win, no
Kick doors in like raids, yeah
Kick doors in then flood, woah
n***as sh*t rose out mud, woah
Came out blue like cuz, woah
You scared, stepped on like rugs, woah
Now a n***a feel like Denzel
n***as wanna be me, hoes wan' f**k me, yeah
She can't touch me, yeah, your b*t*h ugly, yeah
You disgust me, yeah
Your b*t*h not my type, no, no
You got lucky, yeah
I get money like it's attached to me, b*t*h
I got racks on me, b*t*h
I got cash on me, b*t*h
Used to laugh at me, b*t*h
So I act funny, b*t*h
Pockets fat on me, b*t*h
I’m on quarantine, ho
Come relax with me, b*t*h
Yeah
