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Isaiah Rashad - Geordan Favors Ft Deante Hitchcock Lyrics

Geordan Favors Lyrics[Pre-Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
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)

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
My-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 (Well alright)
My woadie got that ratchet
My woadie got that ratchet
(Bitch)
[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]
Yeah, outside baby it's a arm 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)

[Pre-Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
My demons hit me back like every time when I was drunk
My demons hit me back like every time when I was slumped (My bad)
My demons ain't relaxing, I ain't relaxed but I'm in charge
He know I keep that ratchet
He know I keep that ratchet

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
My-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)

[Pre-Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
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)
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My nigga brought it back, he can't relax but on the bars
My nigga brought it back, he can't relax but on the bars
My nigga brought it back, he can't relax but on the bars
He know I got the ratchet
I know he got the ratchet

[Verse 2: Deante' Hitchcock]
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 conscious?
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 the pissy ass mattresses
Practicin' the flower, way before I blacked the swig
Knocking wheels off axis'
Act as if we fine, pour a cup of that Activis
I could've been me a 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'pposed to be the light bearers
When my partner died, I ain't even had time to cry
I was in mourning havin' night terrors
And I never addressed it, I don't write letters
Once you get to grieving, you a goner
I ain't pussy, push me if you wanna
See if my lil' woadie keep it on 'em
(Lil' bitch my woadie)
[Pre-Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
I got some favors on me
Don't cross the line, talkin' bout
I got some favors on me
Don't cross the line

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
My-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

[Outro: Isaiah Rashad]
My woadie—, might kill a motherfucker
My woadie—, might kill a motherfucker
My woadie—, might kill a motherfucker
My woadie, my woadie, my woadie