Jay Jones - Leonard Fournette lyrics

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Jay Jones - Leonard Fournette lyrics

[Hook: Hollygrove Keem] I can hear ‘em from the crowd saying “go for it” When you hit the field they don't make no noise Tigers hit the field, they gon' make no noise Fourth down, Les Miles, let's go for it Leonard Fournette Leonard Fournette Leonard Fournette [Verse 1: Hollygrove Keem] Look how we started, man we ballin' ‘til the ending We too focused, I ain't tolerating women We was rollin' in the rental ‘til we get bread for a Bentley In the crib out in Miami with some foreigns I ain't finished, pay attention I'm from Hollygrove, ain't nothing like them beaches My lil woadie breaking tackles like it's legal Take a step inside that valley, show you soft and you ain't eating I be up before the roosters and be up while you be sleeping Keep on dreaming I be tired of telling rookies this my timing here But how I'm flexing on these verses is Muhammed, yeah I might go to Texas, [?] just to turn up Defense turn up, we got ‘em burnt up Everything I did, you gotta know man I done did it the best Got this number seven on my Michelin nest I be lookin' at these dudes like they ain't even a threat Hit the cut and blow it all like I'm Leonard Fournette [Hook: Hollygrove Keem] I can hear ‘em from the crowd saying “go for it” When you hit the field they don't make no noise Tigers hit the field, they gon' make no noise Fourth down, Les Miles, let's go for it Leonard Fournette Leonard Fournette Leonard Fournette [Verse 2: Jay Jones] Turn up, I flex and tell your chick I'm the man So disrespectful, do the Heisman with my clique in the stands I'm riding with a tiger and a model chick in my van I'm Leonard Fournette, she feeling, I'm flicking the wrist on my hand You know the drill, we in the field, we ‘bout to run up a check And I don't need her but I treat her like I love her to d**h He turning up for that trophy, I'm turning up on a check I put in work for my tigers, tell Alabama get back I'm on my way to Miami straight from the N-O Black Ferragamo, designer coat, and my Timbo's Leonard leave the barrel and have you doing the limbo Driving next to foreigns and flooring it in a rental Man I'm Leonard Fournette [Hook: Hollygrove Keem] I can hear ‘em from the crowd saying “go for it” When you hit the field they don't make no noise Tigers hit the field, they gon' make no noise Fourth down, Les Miles, let's go for it Leonard Fournette Leonard Fournette Leonard Fournette