Next Degree

Gentle Beats
Hydro
Yeah it's me
Reportin' live from the slums
Ya zigg
They thought I was gone but here I am
It's me Slimmii
Baow baow Baow baow
I'ma get 'em just like this here aye aye

I blew the bread like whew, then I gave my bruddas some
Then some to my sisters too, ain't leaving not a crumb
You know I'm a one of one, I stay strapped, I got Magnums
I hold that drac like guitar but that bih go rup pum pum
I go three hard in the paint, I'm on that Basquiat flow
Hit that griddy to the bank, that's prolly why they mad for
Puffin' on kaleidoscope, brewing up that get back
Y'all n- don't want the smoke, go get that nicotine patch
I'm handin' out big losses, think I'm ambidextrous
Too hot I got freezer burns, I put that on my Celsius
I'm reachin' new Fahrenheit's, now I got them envious
I'm ten toes but I walk light, my sauce be the heaviest
You've made your bed now lie in it, now you reapin' what you sow
Now I'm standin' on business, now you on yo' tippy toes
I go above and beyond
I just thought I'd let you know
Nigga I feel just like Deion
This shit just got personal
Like damn

Like a thief in a night you don't know when I'll come through
I tried to spare you but look at what it's come to
You picked a side now it's somethin' that you can't undo
To be real this gon' hurt me more than it hurts you
Somebody should've told you
That I play for keeps
Play with yourself before you
Decide to play with me
I kept it real on my end that's the life of a G
I been ready let take it up to the next degree

I ain't tryna kick it with ya
I'ma kick it up another notch
Kick it with a red b- tell yo b- ass to kick rocks
If you smell what Slimmii cookin', you know opps bound to get rock'd
Like rock a bye baby b- that's my type of rock
I only chase paper n- so pour me straight on the rocks
I done popped a few jiggas and I slanged me a couple rocks
Rollin' from sunrise to sunset like stones and rock
I got bitches cravin' and dyin' just to feel on the rock
Lost it all in one night made it back asap like rock
You know I'm bout my blue face baby ha like rock
Would I save a h-? Wait, you could hold that thought
Got to hold it down for my n- lookin' down from the top
Flavor drippin', hold up we gon' need a extra mop
Time is money I don't got time to be on Tik Tok
Hands on the clock told me it's time to hold that chop
Call the choppa Simon and Simon says ba ba ba
Man I'm done with this



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Writer(s): Daniel Schnabel, Jack Baltazard, Keanen Self
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