Lonely Fans - MRI

Shorty couple bands on the gram lemme follow

And she hit the crib on the low she gon' swallow

You know she ain’t work in a minute (ohh)

Counting bread cause she ain’t work in a minute (ohh)

Shorty went from grams now she doing dance no Apollo

Now she on the 'gram do your lil dance lemme follow

I don’t wanna hear shit baby you ain’t fronting (yea)

Lemme hit it from the back lemme fall in love with ya

Shorty know she badder than her friend and she know

And she got a bag of the bands on the low

And she hit the strip like a model

And you know she leave it on the gram for a follow

And she out here jacking like she knows me

And I know that she gon' swallow like she Moby (ohh)

I don’t keep them bitches on me

The ones that only show me love with LV on me (ohh)

Shoot a movie like its Dolby

The only fans that she gon' have will leave her lonely

I don’t blame you chase a bag but don’t involve me

I know that she cut that shit up like Adobe