Megan Thee Stallion – God’s Favorite (Audio, Lyrics)

Megan Thee Stallion unveils the HitKidd-produced “God’s Favorite” song off Her new project. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Megan Thee Stallion God’s Favorite

As the aptly-named title suggests, on track 13 of Something For Thee Hotties, Megan discusses feeling blessed and highly favored, as well as the abundance of desirable qualities she possesses—being beautiful, successful, wealthy, etc.

Interestingly, in a promotional video posted to her Instagram a few months before the song’s release, Megan was seen wearing a t-shirt that reads ‘GOD’S FAVORITE’.

Megan Thee Stallion – God’s Favorite (prod. HitKidd)

Lyrics

[Intro]
HitKidd, what it do, man? (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Skin glowin’ ’cause I hit the water in Jamaica (The water in Jamaica)
Ain’t got no favor for a hater, bitch, I’m highly favored (Yeah)
I bought a crib next to my crib ’cause I ain’t want no neighbors (‘Cause I ain’t want no neighbors)
I mind my business, I ain’t trippin’, God said I’m his favorite (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus]
Hmm, yeah, God said I’m his favorite (God said I’m his favorite)
My favorite clothes my birthday suit, they love when I get naked
My favorite drink my haters’ tears, it calls for celebration, ayy
Here’s a toast, who you love the most?

[Verse]
I’m not saying I do voodoo, but I got the magic (Got the magic)
Any time they go against me, shit gon’ end up tragic (Damn)
They hatin’ hard, but you know I’m prayin’ even harder (I’m prayin’ even hard)
The way he answer got me feelin’ like his favorite daughter (Ah)
Man, you bitches dusty and your lips crusty (Crusty)
Hatin’, but you want a pic, bitch, don’t touch me
Face card pretty, you know God don’t like ugly
Face card pretty, you know God don’t like— (Hahaha)

[Chorus]
Skin glowin’ ’cause I hit the water in Jamaica (The water in Jamaica)
Ain’t got no favor for a hater, bitch, I’m highly favored (Yeah)
I bought a crib next to my crib ’cause I ain’t want no neighbors (‘Cause I ain’t want no neighbors)
I mind my business, I ain’t trippin’, God said I’m his favorite (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Hmm, yeah, God said I’m his favorite (God said I’m his favorite)
My favorite clothes my birthday suit, they love when I get naked (They love when I get naked)
My favorite drink my haters’ tears, it calls for celebration, ayy
Here’s a toast (Yeah), who you love the most? (Who you love the most?)