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symba (us) - follow me lyrics

[intro: justin laboy & symba]
you know she never follow her favorite, right?
she keep him a secret
he the one with the big bag, payin’ all the big bills
yeah, tell ’em the truth, baby
this is a safe place
respectfully
look

[chorus: symba]
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
do what she want and don’t lie to me
i’m not hеr man and don’t gotta be
shawty bad as the economy
my bank account look likе i hit the lottery, wait

[interlude: justin laboy & symba]
yeah, baby, make sure the black cars ready
make sure the cars right, g+wagen, the bentley, make sure it’s lined up
the jewelry right too (ayy)

[verse 1: symba]
i pull up in somethin’ that’s foreign as shawty, and she wanna capture the moment (ayy)
she hop out the coupe, then hop on the ‘gram to post it and caption the moment, yeah (yeah, yeah)
i gotta drive in the whip like it’s stolen, she hot as the middle of august, yeah (sheesh)
i always get in some type of entanglement like my boy out of new orleans (yeah)
i only hit her once with no apology
i don’t say sorry and i don’t do reruns
she a lil’ thottie, sh+t, she like to swallow
should give her a scholarship, send her to csun
all my n+ggas on defense (yeah)
all y’all n+ggas look defund
pull up on the block like deebo (what?)
ballin’ like the n+gga went d1 (okay, let’s go)
all of my b+tches is quality, they never lie to me, that don’t apply to me
she got my number, but she never follow me
she know the policy, ain’t no apology, hey
[chorus: symba]
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
look, she do what she want and don’t lie to me
i’m not her man and don’t gotta be
shawty bad as the economy
my bank account look like i hit the lottery
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
look, she do what she want and don’t lie to me
i’m not her man and don’t gotta be
shawty bad as the economy
my bank account look like i hit the lottery, wait

[verse 2: moneybagg yo & symba]
she wanna smash and knew it wouldn’t last
i tell her get here, now she gon’ do the dash (right now)
crash bandicoot, hope i don’t wreck (woo)
five hundred cash in a louis v bag, racks
same hoes didn’t wanna give me no p+ssy, they throwin’ that ass at me now (today)
i had to have a lil’ talk with the b+tch, keep it raw with the b+tch, i don’t lie (i don’t lay)
i used to be in the trap wholesalin’, ain’t even open a pound (nah)
now i’m in here with bagg, i wish that buzz could see me now, yeah (woo)
pints on the floor, drank everywhere
it’s muddy in here, pigsty (woo)
don’t play with me, n+gga, don’t try me in here
i’m strapped and i’m ready to fire (fire)
[chorus: symba]
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
look, she do what she want and don’t lie to me
i’m not her man and don’t gotta be
shawty bad as the economy
my bank account look like i hit the lottery, wait

[interlude: too $hort]
if i catch another n+gga sendin’ a b+tch a cash app
i’ma slap his motherf+ckin’ phone so far across the motherf+ckin’ room

[verse 3: o.t. genasis]
cook dope pot on the side, i’m in mexico (yeah)
oil gas pump on the hill just like texaco (yeah)
scope on the glock, beep beep, make the lam’ drop (yeah)
everything low, real low, yeah, lamb chop
she wanna f+ck and not follow me
my pockets look like the lottery
got the greens, my pockets on celery (green)
different level, you not on my salary (mmm)
got the coke, you know that i’m livin’ (yeah)
mc hammer, drillin’ (bah)
stuff a n+gga like thanksgiving (yeah)
all my shanks gon’ hit him (yeah, yeah)
i’m a real crip, you know i’m lit
you ain’t never seen a young n+gga drip like this (yeah)
yeah, i bang liu kang
you ain’t never seen a young n+gga with a kick like this (baow, baow)
[chorus: symba]
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
look, she do what she want and don’t lie to me
i’m not her man and don’t gotta be
shawty bad as the economy
my bank account look like i hit the lottery
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
she wanna f+ck me and don’t even follow me
f+ck me and don’t even follow me
look, she do what she want and don’t lie to me
i’m not her man and don’t gotta be
shawty bad as the economy
my bank account look like i hit the lottery, wait

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