Up Next

Lyrics

[Intro] I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now She want me? Me? Mwah Wanna see you scream [Chorus] I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now [Verse 1] Look how them boys is clean, that shit was all a dream I pipe that good down, girl, she lean and go fiend Yeah, I'm chilling in New Orleans now And I'm finna go to Florida now That's the insane thing, I'm fucking with a bang thang We don't ask, I'm like bang, ka-rang bang I'm happy cause I'm positive And now I'm living cause I'm honest, bitch And that bitch see me 22 times, you feel me All day, I ain't playing [Chorus] I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now [Verse 2] Do that thang all day I don't care, six, five, seven train Never back down, staying ground always Hoodie, black beanie, new vans all gray Feeling good, bitch, I'm straight Finna break ground, got great all day Put her head down, face down, parlay Playing no games, getting paid for every day Real niggas, hundred percent, man Young L, I see you, SS, man Take your disadvantage, man We getting high in the motherfucker [Chorus] I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now [Verse 3] Whatever, whatever goes down, must come up Your bitch come up, but she must go down What are you saying, bitch? Quit playing, bitch Hit me on my cellular because I'm popular Pretty pimp, pump pussy on the regular Callin' that bitch phone, textin' her Man, you better be sexin' her That's my girl, that's my pussy Yeah, she got my name on it Wish you had your hand in it Bitch, I put that game on it SS in the building Young squad in the building man We'll be young out on the beat Ya nawmsayin' [Chorus] I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now I got up next, put that shit down, cash, checks, mass tax, bling, plow, bet your bitch see me now