next to you

[Intro]
Doly, 3 (Badges, fuck nigga)
Doly, nigga

[Chorus]
What's up with your mood? I'm tryna get next to you
I put on that ‘Tery-X and then I step on you
I single hand walk down with the left hand too
Don't come to this trap, nigga, I ain't blessing you
I call up my ooter, he get right next to you
I pull up, flat back to your section
It fel— it felt swaggy, nigga
That nigga died tryna bag me, nigga
Your mans died from that baggie, nigga
Dyke ooter— dyke ooter, her name Maggie, nigga
We came to your block, left it tragic
Feds kick the door, it's in the attic
Hollow tip 30, I'm a real addict
This a new Gen', flat back it, nigga

[Verse]
I'ma hop out the car, tryna up a new score
Like, fuck it, let's go to they store
It been up with niggas, you don't know the lore
This shit real life, this ain't Discord
It's a brand new tan Vec', click for it
For the clout, niggas do anything for it
In a Porsche, I'm tellin' [?], "Just floor it"
And we slidin', niggas, they not gon' record it
Might bump G23 like I'm Jordan
Could've went metallic, but brodie hoardin'
Bro poppin' that E pill, now he soarin'
Every trip, niggas was inside a foreign
I can't fuck with her, she give me boring vibes
Man, why they keep dissin', we asked 'bout several times
I don't really need niggas, I done cut several ties
It's really fuck 12, I done told several lies
(Nigga, Doly)

[Chorus]
What's up with your mood? I'm tryna get next to you
I put on that ‘Tery-X and then I step on you
I single hand walk down with the left hand too
Don't come to this trap, nigga, I ain't blessing you
I call up my ooter, he get right next to you
I pull up, flat back to your section
It fel— it felt swaggy, nigga
That nigga died tryna bag me, nigga
Your mans died from that baggie, nigga
Dyke ooter— dyke ooter, her name Maggie, nigga
We came to your block, left it tragic
Feds kick the door, it's in the attic
Hollow tip 30, I'm a real addict
This a new Gen', flat back it, nigga