Next Up (feat. 1011), Pt. 1

Bro put a box in draws, thirty-five's and scores

Phone man if you want that

Don't talk like you're bad, you ain't on that

Combat, juice gon' spill like Cognac

Whip that shit, don't stop till I lock that

Heard there's a mash on sale, man copped that

Verbal abuse is long Akh, stop that

Back out the mash and drop that, shot that

If you want buj, man got that

Ban and TT smash it and dot that, chop that

Countryside where the guap's at

Jump in pics, you ain't bro, man crop that

No whip, then pedal bike risk it, he flipped it

Back out my shank and dip it, ballistic

Push in my shank and twist it

Pebs in cling, that's Oreo biscuits

Man's machine coming with lead

Mish and mash for the bread

This grey ting's way too fast

Bitch, pull up your drawers, I only want head

Man put dick down in her neck, neck

Bore tongue, that's the best

Ejaculate in her mouth, or pull out ejaculate on her breasts

In the field, I'm Air Force stepping

More time, I just smashed out packs in the ends

Right now, I'm tryna get this bread in

Get 'round there and ching man up, like anything

B get wetted

No face, no case and leathers

Four door whip, with serious members

My bro wanna lurk on opps, so we go around there on a one-two-five

Bro done whacked man's face

With the longest blade, tryna take man's eye

I heard that the opp boys ran with their shanks again

And I weren't surprised

Creepz Sav ain't on piss

He raps that shit and he ran ten times

Packs on me, Rambz on me

Push bike hittin' them shoots

Peng gyal on man from the B

Feelin' me and MSkum, too

My bros ain't down for the stuntin'

Digga D, grab that dots and shoot

Us man ain't like them, man

Them man lie and we tell the truth

Gang

Like, free all my bros, soon touch road

How many times have I rid on Bush

Like, one of them boy gotta go?

Back on my ting and make man swim

Like ching man down on volts

Catch me a opp, then stab up his head

Then ten toes back to the Grove

Then ten toes back to the Grove

Friend of a opp is a opp

So, I won't find a way to go burn that bridge

My **** Huncho gave him twenty-two chings

I can bet you that he's feeling pissed

Get 'round there samurais and flicks

JaySav put his whole rambz in your wig

My bro Digga D had the whole HR locked off

When he crossed that bridge

If I get my hands on a opp

I ain't wetting him once, I'm wetting him numerous times

See a opp right there, tell bro, Don't jerk the car

Just keep it movin' in line

Ay, four and a half got bags of ball and dust, man slap it in tens

If I back my splash, he don't back it up

No legs shots, man put it in chests

Like, bros got a thing for dargs, teefing cats, I ain't talkin' no pets

Bruck down a nine in flake, and whip it in Zed's

Let it dry, then put it in pebs

Cats, them call for the meds