Next Up

I'm smoking on heavy
Shooting dice with my celly
These niggas pretenders
They hating cause we next up
My bitch she ain't friendly she kicking her legs up
What ever you do nigga you just don't give up
When I was in jail niggas didn't write no letter
These niggas gone play you out here if you let em
So don't call my phone if it ain't bout no cheddar
They love when you lose hate to see you do better
I was lock down but I'm back im onna mission
I got them bags but you know I'm taxing
Glock 17 it's matching my fashion
I don't do credit so don't even ask me
I did some shit that can make me felon
Can't do dirt with these niggas you kno they gone tell it
My plug drop em off in a mfn second
Bitch I'm top two and I'm not the second

I might just go pour up a Duce of that yellow
Boy thinking its sweet this shit gone get heckled
Ak 47 when you shoot got a kickback
Thought he was gangsta but homie ain't on it
Used be broke now I finally got my check up
My dawg hit the feds drego keep yo head up
Used to feel like couldn't no nigga come test us
These niggas twelve they something like detectives
Can't fuck with the lil hoe cuz that hoe too extra
If you hold me down and don't switch I might bless ya
Any nigga that cross me I gone make em suffer
They mamas and aunties nem crying bout they brother
Free drego that nigga just wanted to come up
He told me keep dropping Vanta don't you let up
I might take a shroom I start feeling depression
Just got back from Texas she sent me this message
We don't fuck with chiefs we pray that they don't raid us
I fuck on all races Vanta I'm not racist
I came up from nothing talking bout straight from basement
Wish I knew a long time ago they'll write a statement
Da and the feds they all tryna lace me
Tie me to killings and bringing up cases
Still out on two bounds and fighting them charges
YTN CMB they know we the hardest



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Writer(s): Ytn Vanta
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