"500 Followers" lyrics
Yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, nigga
Mm, mhm, mm
Mhm, mm
Fuckin' on some bad shit with five hundred followers
Blowin' up her phone, tellin' her how I want all of her
I don't got the pussy, I don't know, now I'm doggin' her
Her pussy ain't good, lil' bitch dead, I ain't callin' her
Trappin' shit, robbin' shit, nigga, tryna run it up
Young nigga up in dog shit, no cap, he a hundred up
Spendin' all your dog shit on a bitch and you ain't never fuck
Now she chargin' me extra for the pussy, nigga, look what ya done
I got a youngin so consistent, front him a hundred 'bows, huh
I got a trap in Mississippi, this shit my honey hole, huh
Told lil' shawty, "Don't do no bitchin', I got a hundred hoes"
Ain't never ever doin' no ass-kissin', but I'll lick your toes
I asked this lil' bitch for a threesome, she say she strictly pole
I upped that bankroll on a bitch, now me and her hittin' hoes
These niggas be hatin' on Richey, tryna diss me up on tippy-toes
I done slimed my dog, this nigga done said he slick and told
Fuckin' on some bad shit with five hundred followers
Blowin' up her phone, tellin' her how I want all of her
I don't got the pussy, I don't know, now I'm doggin' her
Her pussy ain't good, lil' bitch dead, I ain't callin' her
Trappin' shit, robbin' shit, nigga, tryna run it up
Young nigga up in dog shit, no cap, he a hundred up
Spendin' all your dog shit on a bitch and you ain't never fuck
Now she chargin' me extra for the pussy, nigga, look what ya done
Out the country with some bad shit doin' a scuba
I like the thought of it, she tell me money does not move her
I'm wonderin' where would that fine shit be if ain't move nothin'?
But fuck that bitch, I gotta get a hundred plates gone right by 2-somethin'
Call yourself a shooter, ain't never heard you was shootin' somethin'
Only thing that I heard that you and your gang be pullin' truce, huh
All my niggas be silly, we havin' fun, but we'll do somethin'
Fuck if he at Potbelly's, I get my youngin to shoot the booths up
Fuckin' on some bad shit with five hundred followers
Blowin' up her phone, tellin' her how I want all of her
I don't got the pussy, I don't know, now I'm doggin' her
Her pussy ain't good, lil' bitch dead, I ain't callin' her
Trappin' shit, robbin' shit, nigga, tryna run it up
Young nigga up in dog shit, no cap, he a hundred up
Spendin' all your dog shit on a bitch and you ain't never fuck
Now she chargin' me extra for the pussy, nigga, look what ya done
Ayy, ayy, nigga
Mm, mhm, mm
Mhm, mm
Fuckin' on some bad shit with five hundred followers
Blowin' up her phone, tellin' her how I want all of her
I don't got the pussy, I don't know, now I'm doggin' her
Her pussy ain't good, lil' bitch dead, I ain't callin' her
Trappin' shit, robbin' shit, nigga, tryna run it up
Young nigga up in dog shit, no cap, he a hundred up
Spendin' all your dog shit on a bitch and you ain't never fuck
Now she chargin' me extra for the pussy, nigga, look what ya done
I got a youngin so consistent, front him a hundred 'bows, huh
I got a trap in Mississippi, this shit my honey hole, huh
Told lil' shawty, "Don't do no bitchin', I got a hundred hoes"
Ain't never ever doin' no ass-kissin', but I'll lick your toes
I asked this lil' bitch for a threesome, she say she strictly pole
I upped that bankroll on a bitch, now me and her hittin' hoes
These niggas be hatin' on Richey, tryna diss me up on tippy-toes
I done slimed my dog, this nigga done said he slick and told
Fuckin' on some bad shit with five hundred followers
Blowin' up her phone, tellin' her how I want all of her
I don't got the pussy, I don't know, now I'm doggin' her
Her pussy ain't good, lil' bitch dead, I ain't callin' her
Trappin' shit, robbin' shit, nigga, tryna run it up
Young nigga up in dog shit, no cap, he a hundred up
Spendin' all your dog shit on a bitch and you ain't never fuck
Now she chargin' me extra for the pussy, nigga, look what ya done
Out the country with some bad shit doin' a scuba
I like the thought of it, she tell me money does not move her
I'm wonderin' where would that fine shit be if ain't move nothin'?
But fuck that bitch, I gotta get a hundred plates gone right by 2-somethin'
Call yourself a shooter, ain't never heard you was shootin' somethin'
Only thing that I heard that you and your gang be pullin' truce, huh
All my niggas be silly, we havin' fun, but we'll do somethin'
Fuck if he at Potbelly's, I get my youngin to shoot the booths up
Fuckin' on some bad shit with five hundred followers
Blowin' up her phone, tellin' her how I want all of her
I don't got the pussy, I don't know, now I'm doggin' her
Her pussy ain't good, lil' bitch dead, I ain't callin' her
Trappin' shit, robbin' shit, nigga, tryna run it up
Young nigga up in dog shit, no cap, he a hundred up
Spendin' all your dog shit on a bitch and you ain't never fuck
Now she chargin' me extra for the pussy, nigga, look what ya done
