Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Favours, artist - Am. Date of issue: 11.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Favours |
| When my new ting see me, it’s on sight |
| Cah my ex on my back like Off-White |
| Should’ve dashed her long time |
| But I got trees in her house like bonzai |
| Can’t G check me, I’m the wrong guy |
| Bro done cheff my man in the wrong eye |
| When the corn and your head back combine |
| See hella big bits, no consign |
| Don’t get-got tryna prove you’re bad |
| I got three plus four in the Gucci bag |
| The pussy hid and tried to say that he don’t see gang |
| But he ain’t legally blind, he’s a goofy man |
| Ay-ay-ay-ay |
| Had me lookin' in the shops, where’s Dukie at? |
| Ay-ay-ay-ay |
| And you should never trust me, I’m a booky lad |
| The opps ain’t allowed no friends |
| You might as well bang if you chill with them |
| They left you twice and you’re still with them (How?) |
| They’ve done it before, they’ll do it again (They will) |
| You already know my angle (You know) |
| Fully auto, no manual |
| Yard man ting, I can do it in sandals (Sandals) |
| Bad B blowin' my candles (Whoosh) |
| Over here we don’t do no favours (No) |
| Them man keep givin' us flavours (Why?) |
| Like, what are you smokin'? |
| (Like what?) |
| Cah the Bis pack smellin' outrageous (Bomboclaat) |
| Like, what do I call it? |
| Cah the new pack’s lookin' all nameless (Dudu-du) |
| Let me step 'round there with the stainless (Dudu-du) |
| Take smiles off everyone’s faces (Bow, bow) |
| How the opps still preein' my picture? |
| Mister, go keep an eye on your sister |
| When I back rum to the face, no mixer |
| Two skengs up tryna put him in rizla |
| On sight if I see me a paigon |
| I’ll blood your clart like Jamaicans |
| Dot-dot make him curl up like (Quavers) |
| (Dot-dot make him curl up like Quavers) |
| And I’m sure the hand ting weren’t stainless |
| Brand new shave to your head weren’t tapered |
| These shots never came with chasers |
| Tryna get burst, do I have any takers? |
| In a 4×4 with the mandem |
| Funny how the corn went yellow like Lakers |
| And each time that your friend got abandoned |
| He got dipped like he never had papers |
| Are you sure that you’re meant for this? |
| I don’t know why the dot’s so sensitive |
| Slap man and he spazzed like exorcist |
| No ecstasy when I pop this prick |
| If a man didn’t act so booky |
| Could’ve made racks in the trap with Lucy |
| Mash work on your face like Avon |
| With a hammer like Chris and Snoopy |
| Over here we don’t do no favours (No) |
| Them man keep givin' us flavours (Why?) |
| Like, what are you smokin'? |
| (Like what?) |
| Cah the Bis pack smellin' outrageous (Bomboclaat) |
| Like, what do I call it? |
| Cah the new pack’s lookin' all nameless (Dudu-du) |
| Let me step 'round there with the stainless (Dudu-du) |
| Take smiles off everyone’s faces (Bow, bow) |
| I was in the cut like barber (Barber) |
| Rambo lookin' all marga (Marga) |
| One to the chest, that’s karma |
| I ain’t tryna rip jeans like Zara (No) |
| Really up front like Zaha (Like Zaha) |
| Gunshot for an informer (Dudu) |
| Deadting, lemme give her some water (Bow, bow) |
| Lookin' all thirsty, I don’t want nada |