Rich Gang - 100 Favors lyrics

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Rich Gang - 100 Favors lyrics

[Intro: Detail] Swear I be sitting here thinking 'bout the sh** that we've been through And all I know is girl I owe you 100, 100, 100 favors I owe you 100 favors, 100, 100, 100 favors [Verse 1: Detail] n***as all talk, it'll never change Keep on choosin do your thang All them favors, I call her like a driver Drowning in that p**y, and I'm a soul survivor Vodka, hunned flavors, GT watermelon She always do me favors, and I don't never tell her GT yellow mango, I love to drink juice Owe her 100 favors, I call her my 100 proof Man I heard about an angel [Hook: Detail] Now I'm sitting here sippin' on the last bit of vodka sponsored links All I ever see is your face Swear I be sitting here thinking bout the sh** that you've been doing And all I know is girl I'll owe 100, 100, 100 favors I give you 100 favors, 100, 100, 100 favors Now I'm sitting here sippin' on the last bit of GT All I ever see is your face 100 favors [Verse 2: Birdman] Prices with the life, rollin on them dice Spent a mill on a flight Flew back and she bounced back High speed, all gold Lord of the ring, we live that life big time Big time, 100 times I gave my b**h the sunshine Harley Davis, Harley Davis, Twin cam, I gave my b**h a 100 favors [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] You was a college student abusing the credit union The music was way too loud, the tuition was f**in stupid And me I was runnin' wild hittin' licks in my mothers' Buick Confusing, you like my style even though I was broke and doing Stick em ups, you wanna pick em up Inside your Civic Plus the difference was I wasn't rich as f** you still would depend on us And I missed the crush that we had every time winter December come And we had tempers and arguments, disagreements and senses from Cupid himself, and I'm shootin' himself And the paramedics won't come even if you scream for help Don't let love die, you regroovin' yourself And I'm losing now too looking at you boo hoo from what's dealt So as I reminisce the coupon that we used to split at Baileys On your mothers couch your little brother in the alley You say K. Dot your page got that pay that Birdman and Jay got One day you'll reap what you sow, now I reap for us both That's one hunnid [Hook]