FAVORITE NOTHING lyrics
by Internet Money
[Chorus]
Uh, stick to the code, stay with the plan, it's on the back of my hand, yeah
Life get cold, we buy clothes wherever the f*ck we land, ayy
I dropped the soft-top like, "Woah," tryna let her see the diamonds, yeah-yeah (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I like to play with guns, no joke, I don't think I need a bodyguard, yeah (Faow, faow, faow)
I'm on some good drank, no Bacardi, I'm movin' in slow motion, yeah
I'm 'bout to buy in cash, f*ckin' up that street, you like the sound of that? Yeah (Yeah)
You such a good shrink, f*ck a therapist, I need a good freak, yeah-yeah
We smokin' Maxine way from Maryland, I got the good weed, yeah-yeah
[Verse]
Pocket rocket, I'm gon' gеt to bustin', I'm not goin' for nothin'
Uh, extra pockets, one for еxtra clips and one for extra money (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Extra guap, get extra guap for this and extra guap for nothing
Pull up boofin', we gon' need some good cologne for booze or something (Woah, woah, woah)
Ayy, this b*tch t-t-toothless, she not my favorite nothing (This b*tch t-t-t-t-t)
Lil' Dro get too, too ruthless, you not my favorite nothing
I'm stoned, I'm high as a b*tch, these n*ggas straight up nutty (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Look at these diamonds, we rich, I'll f*ck around and flood it
She gon' f*ck around and start a war
I might f*ck around and count a million
Don't look too hard, this ain't in the store
Kenji always keep a bad whore (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I'ma keep it one-out-of-a-million
I can't do it less but maybe more
n*ggas tryna post up with the gang, but I don't hang with lames anymore (Woah)
[Chorus]
Uh, stick to the code, stay with the plan, it's on the back of my hand, yeah
Life get cold, we buy clothes wherever the f*ck we land, ayy
I dropped the soft-top like, "Woah," tryna let her see the diamonds, yeah-yeah (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I like to play with guns, no joke, I don't think I need a bodyguard, yeah (Faow, faow, faow)
I'm on some good drank, no Bacardi, I'm movin' in slow motion, yeah
I'm 'bout to buy in cash, f*ckin' up that street, you like the sound of that? Yeah (Yeah)
You such a good shrink, f*ck a therapist, I need a good freak, yeah-yeah
We smokin' Maxine way from Maryland, I got the good weed, yeah-yeah
[Outro]
Census, what you cookin'?