SahBabii ● Favors

[Intro]
No master
She want me fuck her fast
How can I trust her?
Yeah
Bless you, pastor
No master
Pastors
(KEY, what's poppin'?)
Mm




[Verse 1]
He talkin' nonsense, nigga lost his conscience (Conscience)
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[Intro]
No master
She want me fuck her fast
How can I trust her?
Yeah
Bless you, pastor
No master
Pastors
(KEY, what's poppin'?)
Mm




[Verse 1]
He talkin' nonsense, nigga lost his conscience (Conscience)
Yeah, don't ride 'bout it if you ain't 'bout to die 'bout it, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
That fake gangster shit, yeah, niggas be dyin' 'bout it (Dyin' 'bout it)
Get your pussy ass popped, now everybody cryin' 'bout it, yeah (Cryin' 'bout it, yeah)
Red watch, bitch, I'm on that demon time (I'm on that demon time)
Waitin' in the dark with that glizzy, I'ma scream, "Surprise" (Surprise)
His ass shakin', pussy nigga tryna cut on all the lights (All the lights)
Today wasn't his day, but tonight is his night (Yеah, yeah)
Beat the fuck up out a nigga, еmbarrass his whole life (His whole life)
He got tricked up out his money for callin' these hoes wives (Callin' these hoes wives)
Street sweeper, we gon' clean 'em just like Old Spice (Pssh)
The pie was big enough, but them boys ain't wanna cut me no slice (No slice)
You too aggressive with that dick, baby, be nice (Be nice)
I saved some hoes from high school, I know they still like me (They still like me)
Fuck them niggas from high school, I wanna still fight 'em (I still do)
Niggas from back then got a lot to say, they probably still typin' (They probably still typin')

[Chorus]
Yeah, stop askin' me (Askin'), I don't know (I don't know)
Yeah, stop askin' me (Me), I can't help no more (Help no more)
Yeah, stop askin' me, I can't hurt my soul (Hurt my soul)
Yeah, stop askin' me, I can't do no more favors (Do no more)
Favors, favors, favors, favors, favors
I can't do no more favors, favors, favors, favors, favors, favors, favors, favors
I can't do no more

[Verse 2]

If you ain't 'bout to slide, nigga, be quiet
We turned they block to pounds by the three-five
Bitch must think he got two lives, you can't get revived
Ain't need designer to pull her, I had on Levi's
Yeah, bitch, we the coldest
Militant movement like soldiers
Bitch, I told ya
We the wrongs ones, now it's over
Fuck nigga, he can't even think straight
He leave on the one-way, he don't think about his teammates (He leave)
Chopper burn a nigga up, his ass get cremated (Cremated)
He got shot all in his shit (KEY, what's poppin'?), I wanna replay it (Replay it)

[Chorus]
Yeah, stop askin' me (Askin'), I don't know (I don't know)
Yeah, stop askin' me (Me), I can't help no more (Help no more)
Yeah, stop askin' me, I can't hurt my soul (Hurt my soul)
Yeah, stop askin' me, I can't do no more favors (Do no more)
Favors, favors, favors, favors, favors
I can't do no more favors, favors, favors, favors, favors, favors, favors, favors
I can't do no more



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