Next 2 Me
Yeah
(Yeah) These bitch ass niggas know it is with me
(Fasho) Nigga know what it is with BCG
(And GMK) Huh?
(I go to sleep with a Glock next to me) Niggas know what it is
(Aw Yeah) Nigga know we stand on top of shit, we stand over shit
(Bah) Stand on business nigga
(Fasho) niggas ain't standing on a fuck thing
(Bruce Wayne) you know how we coming
Huh yeah
I go to sleep with a Glock next to me, and that's facts
Never ain't seeing no opp stand next to me, they get whacked
Catch him in public
I bet I get on him, I bitch his ass he get smacked
People stay away, they don't get in my face
They know that heads could get cracked
I had that crack, yeah-yeah right there on the block
In real life I don't flarge, right there on Landstar
Smoking opps in this 'gar
Got a hundred shots in this car
And only rode with two rods
Huh nah, I don't fuck with two broads
I'm good with just having one
Living life i'm just having fun
I'm working and stacking funds
I'm just grinding and racking money
Niggas know that i'm packing guns
They get scared if i'm mad at them
(I wonder why?) 'Cause they know what I do with them bitches
We got Glocks, now we needing new switches
Got some names I wan' scratch off my hit list
Finna go take a trip with my missus
To either Miami or Vegas
We ain't letting no petty shit break us
The both of us need the hiatus
Huh I couldn't give a fuck who all hate us
Tell 'em keep watch us get paid up
In the streets I been getting cake up
In the streets I been having my weight up
I been known to get active with ratchets
I see red when i'm mad, I just flash shit
I ain't bash, no I really done bashed shit
I done stamped me some niggas no pallets
Shh left 'em for vultures, and maggots
Got a real one, don't fuck with these rabbits
My bitch bougie and classy, but ratchet
Hourglass figure a bad bitch
Choke her out, pull her hair, i'ma grab it
Grab her ass when we fuck, i'ma smack it
Nut inside her, and she call me daddy
My bitch know that i'm thugging, I overwhelm her
'Cause i'm wild as fuck, but i'm grown as ever
And my temper as hot as the Maldives
When I flip they get hit and then all cease
I go to sleep with a Glock next to me, and that's facts
Never ain't seeing no opp stand next to me, they get whacked
Catch him in public, I bet I get on him
I bitch his ass he get smacked
People stay away, they don't get in my face
They know that heads could get cracked
I had that crack yeah-yeah, right there on the block
In real life I don't flarge, right there on Landstar
Smoking opps in this 'gar
Got a hundred shots in this car
And only rode with two rods
I go big on big, extra large
I ain't putting my all in no broad
Residue on my nails don't do fraud
Been trying to get rich I go hard
I go to sleep with a Glock next to me, and that's facts
Never ain't seeing no opp stand next to me, they get whacked
Catch him in public, I bet I get on him
I bitch his ass he get smacked
People stay away, they don't get in my face
They know that heads could get cracked
I had that crack yeah-yeah, right there on the block
In real life I don't flarge, right there on Landstar
Smoking opps in this 'gar
Got a hundred shots in this car
And only rode with two rods
(Yeah) These bitch ass niggas know it is with me
(Fasho) Nigga know what it is with BCG
(And GMK) Huh?
(I go to sleep with a Glock next to me) Niggas know what it is
(Aw Yeah) Nigga know we stand on top of shit, we stand over shit
(Bah) Stand on business nigga
(Fasho) niggas ain't standing on a fuck thing
(Bruce Wayne) you know how we coming
Huh yeah
I go to sleep with a Glock next to me, and that's facts
Never ain't seeing no opp stand next to me, they get whacked
Catch him in public
I bet I get on him, I bitch his ass he get smacked
People stay away, they don't get in my face
They know that heads could get cracked
I had that crack, yeah-yeah right there on the block
In real life I don't flarge, right there on Landstar
Smoking opps in this 'gar
Got a hundred shots in this car
And only rode with two rods
Huh nah, I don't fuck with two broads
I'm good with just having one
Living life i'm just having fun
I'm working and stacking funds
I'm just grinding and racking money
Niggas know that i'm packing guns
They get scared if i'm mad at them
(I wonder why?) 'Cause they know what I do with them bitches
We got Glocks, now we needing new switches
Got some names I wan' scratch off my hit list
Finna go take a trip with my missus
To either Miami or Vegas
We ain't letting no petty shit break us
The both of us need the hiatus
Huh I couldn't give a fuck who all hate us
Tell 'em keep watch us get paid up
In the streets I been getting cake up
In the streets I been having my weight up
I been known to get active with ratchets
I see red when i'm mad, I just flash shit
I ain't bash, no I really done bashed shit
I done stamped me some niggas no pallets
Shh left 'em for vultures, and maggots
Got a real one, don't fuck with these rabbits
My bitch bougie and classy, but ratchet
Hourglass figure a bad bitch
Choke her out, pull her hair, i'ma grab it
Grab her ass when we fuck, i'ma smack it
Nut inside her, and she call me daddy
My bitch know that i'm thugging, I overwhelm her
'Cause i'm wild as fuck, but i'm grown as ever
And my temper as hot as the Maldives
When I flip they get hit and then all cease
I go to sleep with a Glock next to me, and that's facts
Never ain't seeing no opp stand next to me, they get whacked
Catch him in public, I bet I get on him
I bitch his ass he get smacked
People stay away, they don't get in my face
They know that heads could get cracked
I had that crack yeah-yeah, right there on the block
In real life I don't flarge, right there on Landstar
Smoking opps in this 'gar
Got a hundred shots in this car
And only rode with two rods
I go big on big, extra large
I ain't putting my all in no broad
Residue on my nails don't do fraud
Been trying to get rich I go hard
I go to sleep with a Glock next to me, and that's facts
Never ain't seeing no opp stand next to me, they get whacked
Catch him in public, I bet I get on him
I bitch his ass he get smacked
People stay away, they don't get in my face
They know that heads could get cracked
I had that crack yeah-yeah, right there on the block
In real life I don't flarge, right there on Landstar
Smoking opps in this 'gar
Got a hundred shots in this car
And only rode with two rods
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Riggs
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