Pédro Losa - No More Favors Lyrics

Let's Go

I got the crown now, you ain't taking shit
Bow down to the ground, put ya face in it
I got too many dudes that'll slay for this
And ya boy got a toy with no safety clip (back up)
I need a little more space than this
The way I'm ripping up this beat is so dangerous
N****s call me "Slim" I be on my "Shady" shit
And if you slip up n***a Imma take ya bitch
Wait (wait wait) I don't even want her
I'd rather f*ck a n***a than get lipstick on my cover
My neck, my chest, my abs, my arms
She tryna put her lips on every f*cking body part
But (but but) it's plain to see
Ya boy only f*ck with n****s; ain't no changing me
Like an empty register ain't no change in me
Man it's obvious, it's plain to see, Losa

I-I-I'm about a dollar
And they about a whole lot of nada
F*ck half of anything, I gotta have everything
I need the whole enchilada
Drip sauce, drip sauce
Make a n***a jump: two feet criss cross
Murdering the beat: excessive force
'Cause I'm thee boss with no remorse
Now that I got your attention I cant forget to mention (forget to mention)
They say that time is money so all my seconds expensive (seconds expensive)
I'm busy counting hundreds, no you can't get a percentage (ain't getting nothing)
N***a don't be mad at the way it's all adding up (nah)
Doing no more favors (aye)

Got these n****s shook like a couple dice
Get you finished in a minute, cooked like a cup of rice
Do it look like I give a f*ck; middle up
'Cause I got the lil pump like (ooh)
Gucci gang, losers can't do the same thang
That my crew can; whole gang "Gucci" mane (gang)
All you other n****s super duper lame (lame)
And all of my bitches super choosey mane (mane)
I might just call up a thot, put my straw in the box
'Cause the booty super juicy mane (mmm)
Cut 'em all from the top; watch 'em fall, let 'em drop
'Cause those stupid losers couldn't hang (haa)
Hey, I had to blast that flow
Whoever got the blunt, n***a, pass that yo (pass that)
Whoever tryna come to my pad, let's go (pass that)
But first, where my cash at bro? it's Pédro (whoo)

I-I-I'm about a dollar
And they about a whole lot of nada
F*ck half of anything, I gotta have everything
I need the whole enchilada
Drip sauce, drip sauce
Make a n***a jump: two feet criss cross
Murdering the beat: excessive force
'Cause I'm thee boss with no remorse
Now that I got your attention I cant forget to mention (forget to mention)
They say that time is money so all my seconds expensive (seconds expensive)
I'm busy counting hundreds, no you can't get a percentage (ain't getting shit)
Don't be mad at the way it's all adding up (bitch)
Doing no more favors

Did I not say I was not the one to play with (play)
Pédro Losa 'bout to go ape shit (ay)
Songs sound like a bunch of noise
Bunch of pissy little boys 'cause these lil' n****s ain't shit
'Bout time 'bout time, I was anxious
Shit was moving kinda slow like the matrix
Sorry for the wait; let me set the record straight
You could take a break: take 5; no take 6
Outta line, outta sight now you outta room boy (move)
Didn't mama tell you not to come outside breaking rules boy (huh?)
All you little puppies can't eat with the big dogs boy (grrr)
Now I'm 'bout treat that ass like a mother f*cking chew toy (haaa)
Enjoy

I-I-I'm about a dollar
And they about a whole lot of nada
F*ck half of anything, I gotta have everything
I need the whole enchilada
Drip sauce, drip sauce
Make a n***a jump: two feet criss cross
Murdering the beat: excessive force
'Cause I'm thee boss with no remorse
Now that I got your attention I cant forget to mention (forget to mention)
They say that time is money so all my seconds expensive (seconds expensive)
I'm busy counting hundreds, no you can't get a percentage (count it up, count it up, count it up)
Don't be mad at the way it's all adding up
Doing no more favors

Didn't I tell y'all n****s I wasn't doing no more mother f*cking favors? (tuh)

I got the crown now you ain't taking shit
Bow down to the ground; put ya face in it (uh, haha)

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It's Pédro Lo-lo-lo-losa (haa)