Whats Next

Lyrics
[Chorus] Baguette ('Guettes), baguettes ('Guettes) Baguettes (Baguettes), baguettes (Baguettes) Baguettes (Baguettes), baguettes (Baguettes) I done already did that (That) What's next? (What's next?) Baguettes (Baguettes) Lamb' (Lamb'), Porsche (Porsche), a jet (Jet), what's next? (Zoom) I done already did that (Ooh), I done already hit that (Ooh) What's next? Baguеttes (Baguettes) My sidе bitch, my ex (Fuck her) I do this shit for my set (Gang) I come to take up the debt (Gang, gang) I fell in love with the set (Gang) I'm comin' right out the 'jects (Gang) I done already did that, what's next? (Gang, gang) The way I put that shit on, you would think that I dress to impress (Yeah) I done already hit that, I can't even lie, I confess (Confess) When you the man, they treat you like family, boy, they treat you like a guest (Oh, woah, woah) [Verse] I get paid when I talk on the cell (Cell) I get paid when I talk like a player (Player) These lil' niggas ain't pimpin', they stale (Stale) I buy all my bitches new Chanel (Ooh) Treat my bitch like a valuable player (Player) When I make a bale, she make a sale (Go) You can't get the number unless you Zelle (Ho) Wanna talk to her, you gotta pay her (Oh) Pay, pay I'm sendin' dough through the mail (Gang, gang) I do this shit with no scale I pray I don't go to hell (Gang, gang) I get money like I'm in the NFL (NFL) Can you keep a real nigga in your prayers? (Prayers) Know them niggas still prayin' on my downfall They just pray that I step on a nail (Ouch) I'm stoppin' at the BP, fuck it, I'm gon' stop at the Shell (Shell) My gas tank on E, fuck it, I don't give no fuck 'bout no bale (No) I'm icy as hell, yeah (Yeah) [Chorus] Baguette ('Guettes), baguettes ('Guettes) Baguettes (Baguettes), baguettes (Baguettes) Baguettes (Baguettes), baguettes (Baguettes) I done already did that (That) What's next? (What's next?) Baguettes (Baguettes) Lamb' (Lamb'), Porsche (Porsche), a jet (Jet), what's next? (Zoom) I done already did that (Ooh), I done already hit that (Ooh) What's next? Baguettes (Baguettes) My side bitch, my ex (Fuck her) I do this shit for my set (Gang) I come to take up the debt (Gang, gang) I fell in love with the set (Gang) I'm comin' right out the 'jects (Gang) I done already did that, what's next? (Gang, gang) The way I put that shit on, you would think that I dress to impress (Yeah) I done already hit that, I can't even lie, I confess (Confess) When you the man, they treat you like family, boy, they treat you like a guest (Oh, woah, woah)
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Credits
- Writers
- Blac Youngsta