Geordan Favors (feat. Deante' Hitchcock)

Got some favor on me Don't cross the line, talkin' bout I got some favor on me Don't cross the line (whole, whole, whole squad) M-My woadie keep that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker My woadie got that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker (bitch) My woadie got that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker My woadie got that ratchet My woadie got that ratchet (bitch) Yeah, outside baby, it's a arms race Baby it's a 10-4 Baby, it's a "Can you hit me back, yeah?" Down side, baby, it's a warm day Swing around the north coast Baby, it's a "Can you hit me back?" (Bitch) My demons hit me back like every time that I was drunk My demons hit me back like every time when I was slumped My demons ain't relaxing, ain't relaxing but I'm in charge He know I keep that ratchet He know I keep that ratchet M-My woadie keep that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker My woadie got that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker My woadie got that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker My woadie got that ratchet My woadie got that ratchet (whole squad) I got some favor on me Don't cross the line, talkin' bout I got some favor on me Don't cross the line (uh) My nigga brought it back, he can't relax while on them bars My nigga brought it back, he can't relax while on them bars My nigga brought it back, he can't relax while on them bars He know I got that ratchet I know he got that ratchet Okay, okay, If you don't fuck with me then get the fuck And stay the fuck from 'round The world done fucked me up Tell me what's the play 'cause you know I'm down Ratchet on my side, hope I'm making Juicy J proud And I know my way 'round That trigger slide on niggas like playgrounds Okay now, God a funny nigga How I'm conscious that I lost my conscience Got the .30 on me, he got the .32 All my niggas look like Magic Johnson Brought my little partner, had the magnum on him Way before he ever had to buy a condom If he buy a condom, it's to fuck the world She done screwed a lot of niggas at the bottom We was kids hittin' backflips, on them pissy ass mattresses Practicin' then flower, before I blast and swirl Knocking wheels off axis' Act as if we fine, pour a cup of that Actavis I coulda been me an activist We see them acts of crime Ended up as a catalyst For all the motherfuckin' madness' Shattering my mind Dark times my nigga We was s'possed to be the light bearers When my partner died, I ain't even had time to cry It was in morning havin' night terrors And I never addressed it, I don't write letters Once you get the grieving, you're a goner I ain't pussy, push me if you wanna See my lil' woadie keep it on 'em (Lil' bitch my woadie) I got some favors on me Don't cross the line, talkin' bout I got some favors on me Don't cross the line M-My woadie keep that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker My woadie got that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker My woadie got that ratchet, he might kill a motherfucker My woadie got that ratchet My woadie got that ratchet (bitch) My woadie-, might kill a motherfucker My woadie-, might kill a motherfucker My woadie-, might kill a motherfucker My woadie, my woadie, my woadie