"NEXT DAY" lyrics
(Strike)
Fuck, fuck (MP5)
MP5
That was an easy lil' takeoff, I got that
You was a sweet lil' lick, you a robbery
On the way back from the jump, no one stoppin' me
Drop the pack off 'cause your hand be buttery
Know how that cat, that's why I don't be stuttering
Turtle weed, Hen Hutchin', fuck, that's a muscle pack
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Lookin' for lil' LAZER, boy, you know I'm in the dugout
Geeked up, trippin' on the drugs when I bug out
Gunshot fire, ain't got blick, nigga, better stay in the house
Niggas see blick when I first get out V
You better shoot this shit if you up it on me
Switchin' up the dot, they don't know where I'm finna be
Rid of the clutch, switch it out, I be quick as fuck
Interstate, keep jumpin', not give my muscle up
In your lil' shit, it gon' drown, you gon' tussle with it
That's the wrong thing you wanna do in a gunfight
I'm in the store deep, still posted past midnight
Too fuckin' geeked, I am not tryna fist fight
How the fuck that younger nigga put shit in order?
Dripped the fuck out and my neck full of water
Catch you down bad in the trenches, get tortured
Get the fuckboy, think he fuckin' immortal
Know the whole gang whackin' out, we on fuck shit (Strike)
Give me your fire 'cause you can't even handle it
Pack it up, put an opp in they fuckin' whip
Slide the fuck out with this fire, I locked the safe
Bucked down on Lil' LAZER, I'm with the gang
That was an easy lil' takeoff, I got that
You was a sweet lil' lick, you a robbery
On the way back from the jump, no one stoppin' me
Drop the pack off 'cause your hand be buttery
Know how that kind of twat, I don't be stuttering
Turtle weed, Hen Hutchin', fuck, that's a muscle pack
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Lookin' for lil' LAZER, boy, you know I'm in the dugout
Geeked up, trippin' on the drugs when I bug out
Gunshot fire, ain't got blick, nigga, better stay in the house
Why the fuck you runnin' when you should've went the other way?
Spread a B-roll, you don't see shit but blue face
Diff got a dot, nigga, get up on the other shit
Nigga got the drop, so he's switchin' up the fuckin' drop
Two many Glocks and we havin' ARP
Runnin' shit down, so you better get your cleats
Pre-roll, goin' the road up, spend a bag
Parachute pants, fuck boy think it's swag
Fifty round drum, this bitch still shoot seventy
At the stop sign, niggas smoke by the street
Come on that block, you gon' see that boy mystery
Won't talk about that smoke, that shit turnt into history
You get rolled up, you get put in that fuckin' leaf
Buck up my plate, give 'em zip for a Van Cleef
Fuck boy think he bulletproof, this shit hit your vest and knock your shit down
Extra ammo, when I pop out, I come out
Swing that bitch across the field, got my gun out
That was an easy lil' takeoff, I got that
You was a sweet lil' lick, you a robbery
On the way back from the jump, no one stoppin' me
Drop the pack off 'cause your hand be buttery
Know how that kind of twat, I don't be stuttering
Turtle weed, Hen Hutchin', fuck, that's a muscle pack
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Lookin' for lil' LAZER, boy, you know I'm in the dugout
Geeked up, trippin' on the drugs when I bug out
Gunshot fire, ain't got blick, nigga, better stay in the house
Fuck (MP5), fuck, fuck
Fuck (MP5), fuck, fuck
Fuck, fuck (MP5)
MP5
That was an easy lil' takeoff, I got that
You was a sweet lil' lick, you a robbery
On the way back from the jump, no one stoppin' me
Drop the pack off 'cause your hand be buttery
Know how that cat, that's why I don't be stuttering
Turtle weed, Hen Hutchin', fuck, that's a muscle pack
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Lookin' for lil' LAZER, boy, you know I'm in the dugout
Geeked up, trippin' on the drugs when I bug out
Gunshot fire, ain't got blick, nigga, better stay in the house
Niggas see blick when I first get out V
You better shoot this shit if you up it on me
Switchin' up the dot, they don't know where I'm finna be
Rid of the clutch, switch it out, I be quick as fuck
Interstate, keep jumpin', not give my muscle up
In your lil' shit, it gon' drown, you gon' tussle with it
That's the wrong thing you wanna do in a gunfight
I'm in the store deep, still posted past midnight
Too fuckin' geeked, I am not tryna fist fight
How the fuck that younger nigga put shit in order?
Dripped the fuck out and my neck full of water
Catch you down bad in the trenches, get tortured
Get the fuckboy, think he fuckin' immortal
Know the whole gang whackin' out, we on fuck shit (Strike)
Give me your fire 'cause you can't even handle it
Pack it up, put an opp in they fuckin' whip
Slide the fuck out with this fire, I locked the safe
Bucked down on Lil' LAZER, I'm with the gang
That was an easy lil' takeoff, I got that
You was a sweet lil' lick, you a robbery
On the way back from the jump, no one stoppin' me
Drop the pack off 'cause your hand be buttery
Know how that kind of twat, I don't be stuttering
Turtle weed, Hen Hutchin', fuck, that's a muscle pack
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Lookin' for lil' LAZER, boy, you know I'm in the dugout
Geeked up, trippin' on the drugs when I bug out
Gunshot fire, ain't got blick, nigga, better stay in the house
Why the fuck you runnin' when you should've went the other way?
Spread a B-roll, you don't see shit but blue face
Diff got a dot, nigga, get up on the other shit
Nigga got the drop, so he's switchin' up the fuckin' drop
Two many Glocks and we havin' ARP
Runnin' shit down, so you better get your cleats
Pre-roll, goin' the road up, spend a bag
Parachute pants, fuck boy think it's swag
Fifty round drum, this bitch still shoot seventy
At the stop sign, niggas smoke by the street
Come on that block, you gon' see that boy mystery
Won't talk about that smoke, that shit turnt into history
You get rolled up, you get put in that fuckin' leaf
Buck up my plate, give 'em zip for a Van Cleef
Fuck boy think he bulletproof, this shit hit your vest and knock your shit down
Extra ammo, when I pop out, I come out
Swing that bitch across the field, got my gun out
That was an easy lil' takeoff, I got that
You was a sweet lil' lick, you a robbery
On the way back from the jump, no one stoppin' me
Drop the pack off 'cause your hand be buttery
Know how that kind of twat, I don't be stuttering
Turtle weed, Hen Hutchin', fuck, that's a muscle pack
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Order a red beam off Amazon, get the shit next day
Lookin' for lil' LAZER, boy, you know I'm in the dugout
Geeked up, trippin' on the drugs when I bug out
Gunshot fire, ain't got blick, nigga, better stay in the house
Fuck (MP5), fuck, fuck
Fuck (MP5), fuck, fuck
Writer(s): Devokeyous Hamilton
