Lost Files (2022 Album)

Description:– Favors Lyrics SahBabii are Provided in this article. The track is lead by SahBabii. This Track belongs to LeakOut album. It is released on December 27, 2022.

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Song:– Favors
Singer:– SahBabii
Album:– LeakOut
Producer:– KEY!
Written:– SahBabii

Favors Lyrics SahBabii

[Intro]
No master
She want me to fuck her fat ass
How can I trust her?
Yeah
Bless you, pastor
No Masa, past us
(KEY, what’s poppin’?)
Mm

[Verse 1]
He talkin’ nonsense, nigga, lost his consciense (Consciense)
Ain’t no hardbody finna battle that battle (Yeah, yeah)
That’s real gangsta shit, yeah, nigga, we dyin’ ’bout it (Dyin’ ’bout it)
Get your pussy ass popped, now everybody’s cryin’ ’bout it (Cryin’ ’bout it)
(Yeah)
Big 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 hand shakin’, pussy nigga tried to turn on all the lights (All the lights)
Today wasn’t his day but tonight is his night (Yeah, yeah)
Beat the fuck up out a nigga, embarrass his wholе life (His whole life)
Hе 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 the dick, baby, be nice (Be nice)
I saved some hoes from high school, I know they still like me (They still like me)
Fuck ’em niggas from high school, I wanna steal [?] (I still do)
Niggas from back then got a lot to say, they probably still tight (They probably still tight)

[Chorus]
Yeah, stop askin’ (Stop askin’)
I don’t know (I don’t know)
Stop askin’ (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 (Ayy)
I can’t do no more 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 tote the Glock pounds by the .35
Bitch, [?] got two likes, you can’t get refund
Ain’t need designer to pull her, I had on Levi’s (Yeah)
Bitch, we the coldest, millitant 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 (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Choppa burn a nigga up, his ass get cremated (Cremated)
He got shot out in his shit (KEY, what’s poppin’?), I wanna replay it (Replay it)