Boosie Childish lyrics

Yeah I, I gotta clarify I'm not talking about women, you know what I’m saying we're gonna use this as a noun it's like
A person, place, or thing but it’s more so a thing so (yeah)
But either way, it applies, its unisex, look

[Hook]
You my favorite b*tch, yeah, this my favorite,- oh
Uh, this my favorite b*tch, yeah you my favorite,- oh
Oh, this my favorite b*tch, huh, you my favorite,- oh
sh*t, this my favorite b*tch, oh, you my favorite (uh)
Look, look

[Verse 1]
I woke up, di*k hanging out my draws
Brush my teeth, hit the weed, and got the keys to my car
Lil Boosie's bad ass player, I'm a badass man
With the fast ass hands, better watch what you sayin'
Nicki shot a n*gga I was on the playground playin'
So where the safe grounds, them n*ggas in the A-town sprayin'
So go to they town, learn about thе lay of the land and the lakes
Tap watеr put the tap in yo' dance
Atwater, Steve I'm back picking the quarterback
And the team on my belt, Blackjack b*tch, gimme the keys
That’ll be that, I got the rhyme, I got the rhythm and the rappity raps
For the capital I’ll come and put a cap in yo' cap
And send a Cashapp, I’m getting a bad rep
Pap to n*gga overlap lap, over n*ggas thought it was happening
But what happened is I was back
Read the almanac, caught me on the corner like a cornerback
'Round the cul-de-sac
All pack flip like flapjacks, and syrup sip, pour a four and a fifth
Zone 6 going again at yo' throat and yo' chin
God does like ugly, bet she love me them
[Hook]
You my favorite b*tch, yeah, this my favorite oh
Uh, this my favorite b*tch, yeah you my favorite oh
Oh, this my favorite b*tch, huh, you my favorite oh
sh*t, this my favorite b*tch, oh, you my favorite (uh)
Yeah, look, look