[Hook: J $tash]
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tches they love me, I’m getting that money
My n*ggas still selling that chronic
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tch let’s just stack up the commas
Bought a big crib for my mama
[Verse 1: J $tash]
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
Pullin’ up, hopping out in that new Ferrarri
Took your b*tch to Benihana’s
Shawty said she love me ‘cause I’m getting money
Left that dumb b*tch 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 n*ggas in Bentley coupes while y’all n*ggas still riding Hondas
n*ggas say they a trap god but they still live with they mama
n*ggas still eating Mickey D’s, I’m in Italy eating lasagna
n*ggas here still talking funny, hit ‘em with the juug, I guess n*gga 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*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tches they love me, I’m getting that money
My n*ggas still selling that chronic
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tch let’s just stack up the commas
Bought a big crib for my mama
[Hook: J $tash]
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tches they love me, I’m getting that money
My n*ggas still selling that chronic
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tch 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*t
I can tell you pus*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*cked 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*t 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*t, I’m a prophet
n*gga keep talking, I’ma get to glocking
[Hook: J $tash]
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tches they love me, I’m getting that money
My n*ggas still selling that chronic
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tch let’s just stack up the commas
Bought a big crib for my mama
[Hook: J $tash]
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tches they love me, I’m getting that money
My n*ggas still selling that chronic
I don’t need favors, f*ck b*tches in flavors
You want me girl, let’s just be honest
b*tch let’s just stack up the commas
Bought a big crib for my mama