Gun - No Favors lyrics

[Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**hes they love me, I'm getting that money My n***as still selling that chronic I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**h let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama [Verse 1: J $tash] I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest Pullin' up, hopping out in that new Ferrarri Took your b**h to Benihana's Shawty said she love me ‘cause I'm getting money Left that dumb b**h in Bahamas AK 47 send your a** to heaven If you think you want the drama J $tash, I got Gun with me In Dallas, Texas counting them commas My n***as in Bentley coupes while y'all n***as still riding Hondas n***as say they a trap god but they still live with they mama n***as still eating Mickey D's, I'm in Italy eating lasagna n***as here still talking funny, hit ‘em with the juug, I guess n***a 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, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**hes they love me, I'm getting that money My n***as still selling that chronic I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**h let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama [Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**hes they love me, I'm getting that money My n***as still selling that chronic I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**h 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 sh** I can tell you p**y 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 f**ed 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 sh** 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 sh**, I'm a prophet n***a keep talking, I'ma get to glocking [Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**hes they love me, I'm getting that money My n***as still selling that chronic I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**h let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama [Hook: J $tash] I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**hes they love me, I'm getting that money My n***as still selling that chronic I don't need favors, f** b**hes in flavors You want me girl, let's just be honest b**h let's just stack up the commas Bought a big crib for my mama