Favorite (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Lunchmoney Lewis & K CAMP)

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I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 I got all this money I'ma let you play with
 California King, I'ma let you lay in
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 (Favorite, favorite, my favorite, favorite, oh)
 She roll a blunt and I face it,
 We pour it up, no chaser
 She don't shop at no Macy's
 I swear to God, she ain't basic
 I got a lot of other girls, but this girl is my favorite
 All I do is say the word, and she gon' get butt naked
 Start in the shower, we took to the counter,
 We ended up back on the mattress
 No need to audition, she say she a model,
 But to me she look like an actress
 And that's where I eat it she go to kitchen to make me a sandwich
 That pussy so good, I guess she the meanest
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 I got all this money I'ma let you play with
 California King, I'ma let you lay in
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 (Favorite, favorite, my favorite, favorite, oh)
 She's my favorite, yeah
 That's my little baby, yeah
 New Porsche, I'm like yeah
 I'm gon' take her with me, yeah
 OG, I'm like, "yeah"
 Rodeo, she like, "yeah"
 Yayo, she like, "yeah"
 This one, she like, "yeah"
 She my favorite, my favorite baby
 She ain't even trippin' on these little bitches cause they know she got it
 In the streets she bossin'
 In the bed, she naughty
 Get her wetter than a waterfall then fuck her all night off the Molly
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 I got all this money I'ma let you play with
 California King, I'ma let you lay in
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 (Favorite, favorite, my favorite, favorite, oh)
 She my favorite, yeah
 That's my baby, yeah
 We got a bond, yeah
 And we never break it, no
 She want that liquor
 You know I'ma chase it, yeah
 She only want drugs and party
 I facilitate it, yeah
 She come back with bags, I come back with cash,
 You know that's the mission
 I worship that body, I pray for you mommy,
 And eat my religion
 I sent her an Uber to meet at the condo
 I sent her a text that said, "Meet at the Tabo[?]"
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 I got all this money I'ma let you play with
 California King, I'ma let you lay in
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 (Favorite, favorite, my favorite, favorite, oh)
 K now look...
 You just kill 'em when you 'posed to
 Swag just raw, no tofu
 Stacked like Pro-Tools
 You know I'm the nigga that she go to
 We gon' Power Up, like GoKu
 Nigga, what the cash like?
 She can move with the bad, right?
 ATL-LA, that celeb flight,
 Mix the Hen with the Coke, that's a great night
 She don't know what a bad day feel like
 I know one thing, she killing the scene,
 Turn up whenever you hit it
 She all about cream, she living the dream,
 She don't deal with niggas that's petty,
 All on that gin, yeah, let me between,
 I'm tryn'a go deep if you let me,
 She killing the scene, that body so mean,
 Walking right out those Bezides[?]
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 I got all this money I'ma let you play with
 California King, I'ma let you lay in
 I got a lot of bitches, girl, but you my favorite
 (Favorite, favorite, my favorite, favorite, oh)

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Duration
04:47
Key
6
Tempo
122 BPM

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