followers - lionaire lyrics
[bridge:]
i can‘t fold my n*gga
no rushin‘
on the boat
we sippin‘ that tussin
makin money
we got it abundant
comma, commas
we shootin‘ we gunnin‘
can‘t make it
if you ain‘t a hundred
you a b*tch n*gga
get some money
everytime i shoot
ima run it
bad b*tch
russian
(pow pow pow pow)
[verse:]
heads down
he be talkin‘ to the feds now
i just want the bread now
i don‘t even want your leg out
b*tch, who you think you talkin‘ to
grab the pack of that lean
in the med house
grab the gun
you know where it led now
she a beautiful b*tch
available whenever i need her
n*gga that‘s the sh*t
we came from guttеr
and rags to riches
my n*gga that‘s it
everywherе we go
we gotta keep it a hundred
n*gga that‘s sticks
(rounds, bl!cks)
she my lil gangster b*tch
packin‘ packs and pax and sh*t
diamond diamonds be on my fist
ima shoot it, i shoot a fl!ck
we got baddies all over the crib
man she my lil gangster b*tch
from the bottom
we stackin‘ up bricks
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