lil aaron & judge – followback lyrics
[intro: lil aaron]
i told judge play the beat and i f-ck it up
[chorus: lil aaron]
these b-tches doing whatever just for a followback
i seen your girl at the club and said i want all of that
she told me she want my kids and i made her swallow that
i told her come to the crib and i never call her back
well baby sorry that i’m like this
guess i let the bread get to my head
and baby i ain’t tryna wife that
imma be this way until i’m dead
[post-chorus 1: lil aaron]
you can’t lock me down, you can’t lock me down
had your chance, it’s too late, b-tch i’m popping now
can’t keep on rocking out, looking kawasaki now
b-tches in my rari now, feeling h-lla c-cky now
[verse 1: lil aaron]
i’m dripping sauce like they made me in a lab
said f-ck a job now i’m getting paid in cash
i hate to brag, i paid the tab
spent 80 racks, and made it back
[chorus: lil aaron]
these b-tches doing whatever just for a followback
i seen your girl at the club and said i want all of that
she told me she want my kids and i made her swallow that
i told her come to the crib and i never call her back
well baby sorry that i’m like this
guess i let the bread get to my head
and baby i ain’t tryna wife that
imma be this way until i’m dead
[verse 2: lil west]
she bout to send me some pictures to get them followback
i treat that b-tch like my instagram when i double-tap
she think she know my intentions because of my zodiac
i’m bout to book her a ticket but she ain’t coming back
i want to get you alone
i want you give me the dome
i want you f-ck me to one of my songs
give me head like it’s a comb
we can roll up and get high as a drone
i like the way that you moan
imma unfollow you soon as you c-m
[chorus: lil aaron]
these b-tches doing whatever just for a followback
i seen your girl at the club and said i want all of that
she told me she want my kids and i made her swallow that
i told her come to the crib and i never call her back
well baby sorry that i’m like this
guess i let the bread get to my head
and baby i ain’t tryna wife that
imma be this way until i’m dead
[post-chorus 2: lil aaron]
you can’t lock me down, you can’t lock me down
had your chance, it’s too late, b-tch i’m popping now
you can’t lock me down, you can’t lock me down
had your chance, it’s too late, b-tch i’m popping now
[outro: lil aaron]
well baby sorry that i’m like this
guess i let the bread get to my head
and baby i ain’t tryna wife that
imma be this way until i’m dead
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