LIONAIRE – Followers Lyrics
Artist: LIONAIRE
Song: Followers
I can‘t fold my n#gg#
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#gg#
Get some money
Everytime I shoot
Ima run it
Bad b#tch
Russian
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#gg# that‘s the sh#t
We came from guttеr
And rags to riches
My n#gg# that‘s it
Everywherе we go
We gotta keep it a hundred
n#gg# that‘s sticks
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 flick
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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Release Year: 2023