Follow the Leader lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, where you get that beat from? Mooktoven
Yeah
Slime Ave, yeah
Ain't going back and forth with these n*ggas ass, man
Ain’t talkin' 'bout sh*t anyway
They say I shouldn’t, I'm still gon' do it
Really tryna let you n*gga know this (Turn up, slime ball)

[Chorus]
Yeah, your brother, yeah, he cryin' 'bout these hoes
Pillow talk, you wanna die 'bout these hoes
Worrying 'bout if I'm getting paid for my show
Bread winner, get this sh*t by the loaf
Bread winner, get this sh*t by the loaf
Naked b*tch put her hands on her toes (No cap)
Y’all mad ’cause I'm one in my own
Yeah, talm’ 'bout trap, been did it, yeah
Talm 'bout drip, been had it, yeah
Front street, know a n*gga gettin' it, yeah
Slime Ave, you know a n*gga trippin’, yeah
Talm 'bout trap, been did it, yeah
Talm 'bout drip, been had it, yeah
Front street know a n*gga gettin' it, yeah
Slime Ave, you know a n*gga trippin', yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, y'all n*ggas not getting no love
You pus*y n*ggas really need some hugs
You worrying 'bout Keed, that's where you slip up
That rap sh*t not working, just give that sh*t up
You only made three hundred dollars off the first mixtape
Now you walk around like you poppin'
Boy, you need to stop it
Had a bad song on the tape, n*gga didn't even wanna drop it
Yeah, just let me calculate
You say you too tough, boy, you mashed potatoes
Well, you know you drop tip by drill
Yeah, you cry to your momma
I'ma just gon' 'head keep it one hunnid, yeah, yeah
Boy, you live on the f*ckin' net in a culdesac, huh
Act like you can't get wet, yeah
Better stay in your lane
You don't wanna feel that fire on your brain
You come on the Ave, every slime gon' shoot 'bout my name, yeah, yeah
Ain't it funny how y'all n*ggas done changed?
Lil Gotit, he with it, you know he gon' bang
Don't smoke with them slimes, they shooting close range
Don't smoke with them slimes, they shooting close range

[Chorus]
Yeah, your brother, yeah, he cryin' 'bout these hoes
Pillow talk, you wanna die 'bout these hoes
Worrying 'bout if I'm getting paid for my show
Bread winner, get this sh*t by the loaf
Bread winner, get this sh*t by the loaf
Naked b*tch put her hands on her toes
Y'all mad 'cause I'm one in my own
Yeah, talm' 'bout trap, been did it, yeah
Talm 'bout drip, been had it, yeah
Front street, know a n*gga gettin' it, yeah
Slime Ave, you know a n*gga trippin', yeah
Talm 'bout trap, been did it, yeah
Talm 'bout drip, been had it, yeah
Front street know a n*gga gettin' it, yeah
Slime Ave, you know a n*gga trippin', yeah
[Verse 2]
Block like you know a n*gga gettin' it, yeah
Two-fifty, know a n*gga gettin' it
I bet y'all pus*y n*gga won't come in that one way
'Cause every old head gon' shoot at your fitted, yeah
Yeah, yeah, I made a name for myself
That's why they love me to death
Yeah, never ever ever had a hand out
Went and got this sh*t by myself
Damn, your momma keep hittin' my phone
Talm' 'bout leave her f*ckin' sons alone
I ain't wanna send my slimes to your home
But y'all n*ggas out here try to be grown, yeah
My n*ggas gon' ride right or wrong
A n*gga gon' slide right or wrong
And a young n*gga came straight off the dome

[Bridge]
I thought you should know, no ho
Yeah, this n*gga he mad bout a ho, oh no
My partner been hittin' your ho
Thought you should know, yeah
Keed, talk to 'em

[Chorus]
Yeah, your brother, yeah, he cryin' 'bout these hoes
Pillow talk, you wanna die 'bout these hoes
Worrying 'bout if I'm getting paid for my show
Bread winner, get this sh*t by the loaf
Bread winner, get this sh*t by the loaf
Naked b*tch put her hands on her toes
Y'all mad 'cause I'm one in my own
Yeah, talm' 'bout trap, been did it, yeah
Talm 'bout drip, been had it, yeah
Front street, know a n*gga gettin' it, yeah
Slime Ave, you know a n*gga trippin', yeah
Talm 'bout trap, been did it, yeah
Talm 'bout drip, been had it, yeah
Front street know a n*gga gettin' it, yeah
Slime Ave, you know a n*gga trippin', yeah