Favorite Song Lyrics - Childish Gambino

1 Chance, acid rapper, soccer, hacky sacker

2 Cocky khaki jacket jacker

3 Slap-happy faggot slapper

4 Iraqi rocket launcher

5 Shake that Laffy Taffy, jolly raunchy rapper

6 Dang, dang, dang - skeet, skeet, skeet

7 She do that thing for three retweets

8 The album feel like '92

9 Now take that ball 'fore he three-peat

10 Chance, ho, I said, cruising on that LSD

11 Asked Joseph about my deal

12 He looked back said "hell yeah, let's eat!"

13 This shit my favorite song, you just don't know the words

14 But I still fuck with you, you just ain't never heard

15 It go like: count that stack, pop that cap then down that Jack

16 All my niggas hit that zan, and all my ladies 'bout that bag

17 This my jam, this my jam, this my jam, this my jam

18 I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam

19 This my jam, this my jam, this my jam, this my jam

20 I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm bout that jam

21 Young Rascal Flatts, young ass kid ass could rap

22 Fuck all the faculty, tobacco-packing acrobat

23 Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of Jack

24 Fourths of weed, I'm back to pack on hands

25 With young Cletus to pat my back

26 Real nigga with a nose ring, that's right

27 Just here to rap them songs

28 Rag on my hair wrap, weed in Vegas, rockin' Vagabonds

29 Sang a song, oh you don't know? What?

30 Well, I still bang with you

31 Hang with you, sip drank with you

32 As long as I can sang with you like

33 This shit my favorite song, you just don't know the words

34 But I still fuck with you, you just ain't never heard

35 It go like: count that stack, pop that cap then down that Jack

36 All my niggas hit that zan, and all my ladies 'bout that bag

37 This my jam, this my jam, this my jam, this my jam

38 I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam

39 This my jam, this my jam, this my jam, this my jam

40 I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm bout that jam

41 Niggas please be focused, that 'Bino, you know this

42 He rep the home of Sosas, you know I'm from that Zone 6

43 You know I rep that Stone shit, you know your 'hood is so clit

44 As God as my witness, this Will Smith spit real shit

45 I'mma be that, CG busy gettin', where the weed at?

46 Bought your girl some new kneepads

47 You're fuckin' with the Fifi bag

48 My stars, egad, she said: "this my favorite song"

49 "Hold my purse" now she on the floor, droppin' like it's hot

50 You blast this shit in Abercrombie when your work is finished

51 Your mom won't play it in the car cause it's got cursing in it

52 Your boy like: "I'm the one who showed you," he want his percentage

53 Cause you were like: "this ain't the nigga you said spittin', is it?"

54 Two-step white dude's Harlem Shake

55 Why you laughing?

56 Cause you Harlem Shake

57 I was never fake, I was just too good to be true

58 That's acid rap, we killed the track

59 You had your chance, and 'Bino too

60 This shit my favorite song, you just don't know the words

61 But I still fuck with you, you just ain't never heard

62 It go like: count that stack, pop that cap then down that Jack

63 All my niggas hit that zan, and all my ladies 'bout that bag

64 This my jam, this my jam, this my jam, this my jam

65 I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam

66 This my jam, this my jam, this my jam, this my jam

67 I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm bout that jam