No Favors

Album cover art for "No Favors" by J $tash & GUN40

J $tash & GUN40 - Rap

No Favors

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[Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitches they love me, I'm getting that money My niggas still selling that chronic I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitch let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama [Verse 1: J $tash] I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Pullin' up, hopping out in that new Ferrarri Took your bitch to Benihana's Shawty said she love me 'cause I'm getting money Left that dumb bitch in Bahamas AK 47 send your ass to heaven If you think you want the drama J $tash, I got Gun with me In Dallas, Texas counting them commas My niggas in Bentley coupes while y'all niggas still riding Hondas Niggas say they a trap god but they still live with they mama Niggas still eating Mickey D's, I'm in Italy eating lasagna Niggas here still talking funny, hit 'em with the juug, I guess nigga dummy Went and robbed the place, he started fronting on me J $tash can't even leave with the hundreds Huey [?] diamonds on my, looking sunny Draped up in karats baby, Bugs Bunny Got hella cabbage, getting drug money Baby I'm a savage, ain't nothing to me [Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitches they love me, I'm getting that money My niggas still selling that chronic I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitch let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama [Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitches they love me, I'm getting that money My niggas still selling that chronic I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitch let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama [Verse 2: Gun] Getting money, might as well eat Bennihana's, king shit I can tell you pussy sweet, broke 100s, load the kush in the sweet Mansion jumping, I got 40 in the clip Doing trips, bodies gon' flip Get hip or get hit in your lip AK be tweakin' like Twerk Sum I be smoking the earth, the avatar Thinkin' 'bout leaning, I'm off the bar Savage be racing the challenger [?] CC-ing no challengers Get fucked off, you an amateur Done dirty dancing like Chris Brown Got the 40, no kick I'm aiming for heads, you get man down In love with the K and surround sound This shit wasn't luck, it was planned out They mad for what 'cause they broke down You need gas, shop with me, got big pounds I don't have dreams, I set goals for that Bentley designer They know what I do just to get this profit Already seen this shit, I'm a prophet Nigga keep talking, I'ma get to glocking [Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitches they love me, I'm getting that money My niggas still selling that chronic I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitch let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama [Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitches they love me, I'm getting that money My niggas still selling that chronic I don't need favors, fuck bitches in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Bitch let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama

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  • Tommy Trill