No Favors (feat. AshleySmashlaay & Rachelle Maust)

You could have your choice of any bitch in this club

So why you lookin' at me like I'm gon' give it up?

I'm independent, I make my own paper

Don't look at me like that, 'cause, boy, I don't owe you no favors

And if you get me, then you better savor

'Cause mess with me and best believe that I'll be sour later

Line one, don't stop

The way you movin' that, girl, go on and make it drop

I'ma do my thing, girl, I know you been about it

Tell me you ain't heard about me, shorty, yeah, I really doubt it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pull up in a brand new Beam

I brought the homegirls, you can sit with my team

I can take a girl home if she hang around me

Claiming that she's about it, girl, show me what you mean

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I can make her do it if I want to

I can make her bring it right back, what she gon' do?

She gon' say she won't give it up, but, girl, it ain't true

So I'ma still get it, girl, tryna holler at you

You could have your choice of any bitch in this club

So why you lookin' at me like I'm gon' give it up?

I'm independent, I make my own paper

Don't look at me like that, 'cause, boy, I don't owe you no favors

And if you get me, then you better savor

'Cause mess with me and best believe that I'll be sour later

West coast with an East coast flow, you know?

Girls like me be doin' the most, like

Hey, your boy like it when I call him daddy

He hit me up like, he hit me up, "Hey, Ashley," yeah

He wants some of this now

'Cause you know that he ain't fucking with a bitch now

Yeah, so much ice on my wrist now

You see that 'Rari out front, yeah, that's my whip now

Hey, you say that my ass fake

You only salty 'cause I know you want a piece of the cake

Instead, I tell the people tryna tear me down

Like, step back, bitch, I got security now, like

You could have your choice of any bitch in this club

So why you lookin' at me like I'm gon' give it up?

I'm independent, I make my own paper

Don't look at me like that, 'cause, boy, I don't owe you no favors

And if you get me, then you better savor

'Cause mess with me and best believe that I'll be sour later

You see, this ass is original

I'm not a hoe, I don't need to dance on no stripper pole

I'ma ride with who I want

You do not own me, so quit actin' like my fuckin' mom

All these dudes hit me up

They say, "Hey, girl, let me come pick you up"

I'm not eighteen yet

But I'm steady paper chasin' on the come up, that

I don't mean to sound cocky

I got one finger on each hand if you try to stop me

Might be a lot to take in

Just listen to my lyrics, maybe it'll sink in

You could have your choice of any bitch in this club

So why you lookin' at me like I'm gon' give it up?

I'm independent, I make my own paper

Don't look at me like that, 'cause, boy, I don't owe you no favors

And if you get me, then you better savor

'Cause mess with me and best believe that I'll be sour later