"The Next" lyrics

(You don't got no south nigga here in your lounge)
Never put a seven before my name
Yeah

The next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga (gon' die)
Next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga
The next nigga that diss Marlo, gon' be the next to die
We the ones that's giving nigga wings, we make bullets fly
Pop 'em like a tire, I can make the toughest nigga cry
Red tape, homicide, we put niggas in the sky

Lotta nigga done died fighting, tuck my pride, call the opp
He was with his OG, but for them let it slide, I got this bop
She good at sucking dick, I told her "Open wide", she can't get my low
Every time we meet, we always outside (yeah)
Lil' hoe get up out the line, I have my other hoe go check her
Love my Glock 19, but 19X a lil' bit better
Lil' bitch think she's cute, bitch, you a look better on a sweater
On the sprinter with like 30 switches, that's a real record
Shh-shh, aye
That's them right there
I'ma go this way, you go that way and come from none (a'ight)
Don't shoot no innocents, clapped the one they got the hoe
But we liked the opps barber, have the switch gon' cut his hair
When I dump my last 20, you can take it all from them (okay)
All the opps kinda fast, except the one that's in a chair
Life ain't fair, put his ass up in the

The next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga (gon' die)
Next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga
The next nigga that diss Marlo, gon' be the next to die
We the ones that's giving nigga wings, we make bullets fly
Pop 'em like a tire, I can make the toughest nigga cry
Red tape, homicide, we put niggas in the sky (die, nigga)