Next Up

[Intro]
(Ayo, Drice)
(It's with an X, nigga)
Yeah
Nigga
(Fxce)
Yeah
Look

[Verse 1]
I just started rappin' and I'm next up, nigga
Just killed dog on the feature, now who next up, nigga? (Come on)
Glock 23 hit you from the neck up, nigga
They like, "Baby E, ain't nobody else fuckin' with you"
Niggas probably think I'm fake 'cause I don't really like to come around
Nigga, fuck some cable, in the living room, we watchin' cameras now
Everywhere I go, I'm with the gang, we got them hammers out
Gen4 Glock with the scratches on it, this bitch a hand-me-down
Find out where the opps live and buy a crib by it
You say you slimed out, gon' do some shit to me, you better live by it
Bitches wanna fuck with me, they see I'm gettin' big now
Just because you paid me for a feat' don't mean we friends now
Yeah, don't mean we friends now
Take your blick, you weak without that bitch, use your hands now
Wastin' too much time with this one bitch, where your friends now?
When you pull up to my crib, you better walk in with your pants down

[Interlude]
Yeah
Ayy, Justo, we the only ones with blicks in here, nigga, pat him down
Had to switch it up on y'all niggas, man (Pat that nigga the fuck down, nigga)
Nigga, play "Six Flags" in the party, it's gon' slap it out

[Verse 2]
Run up to my camp talking crazy, we gon' back you down
Had to stop hitting her from the side, I done turnt her out
Nigga, stop smokin' them damn tails 'fore you burn your mouth
So many hoes cracked on the sofa, need to burn the couch
She moved from an MCM, she want a Birkin now
So many plays up on the M, thought y'all would've burnt it out
Y'all need to stop shooting up cribs, you can't hurt a house
Bitch, shut up and get up on your knees so I can hurt your mouth
Nigga, I ain't finna argue with you (Nope)
I'll have my spiders swing down your block like Peter Parker with you
Ain't gon' pop shit with that starter pistol (Nigga, not at all)
Glock clips look like wicks, you'd think that nigga Nardo with you
What the fuck is that?
State boys get behind our ass with blicky, had to tuck the strap
This the same bitch that shot that nigga Ricky, better tuck your back
This ain't no game, nigga, this shit really get risky, get your ass fapped

[Outro]
(Ayo, Drice)
(Run that shit back)