Next Up?

Part 1 [Intro] M1OnTheBeat [Verse 1: Bandokay] Your sweet one's tryna go on boujee Looking boogie, ayy miss, excuse me No Niners safe in the 9 'till they bake in the A Catch corn in their toupees Half it, half it, bruck it into two piece Age fourteen, started going on movies Fifteen, when I first robbed me twosies Sixteen, the 'rales dem tried do me [Verse 2: Double Lz] Aged fifteen when I stepped with the botty Chinged him three times, should've said sorry Get real close tryna push it in properly G check him when gang too bossy Get man down if you're moving oppy Kermit, back the wap and move cocky Me and bro blacked out, moving dodgy Bad B bruck her neck and move sloppy [Verse 3: SJ] I'm on the opp block like "let's find Wally" Sorry, I ain't never touched nobody? Dickhead, my blade has done touched bodies It's a big fifteen when I stepped in colly I'm in a bando with two brown skin hotties One give noddy and the other one copies Bando's tryna bill this hotty And I'm in a ding-dong tryna stuff this shotty [Verse 4: Bandokay] Free Boogie Bando, he got locked for murder Pissed, bro was a well know lurker Turna, that day should've had his burner Bandokay, I'm a real cash earner I heard that them boys want beef Me and DY made him drop his burger Probably laugh cah this beater small If I slap at your face, badman, it will hurt ya Yo, your olders should get their license Crashing cars on scooters, you're a learner All now Lil Jojo ain't turned up Face's hot and I need me a worker She brucks her back, she's a well-known twerker, twerker Mad brizz got my toes curl up When you hit red gates can't go no further I said no, you can't go no further [Verse 5: Double Lz] Young age when I stepped with the wap Didn't think twice, just gripped on the mash Lean out the ride or I Jump Out Gang Me and bro in the bruck down dinger, that's facts It won't take me long to itch it and backs Man back out the Rambs and unclip that Little did you know that I am sav' Man pop this door, watch your best friend dash A&E, where your brodies at Jump Out Gang, watch bro double tap Slap this wap, watch you Migraine Skank Shh got slapped and he didn't ride back Oh well, I don't know for your batch We hop out, slap man right in his back When we pull up on peds with a fuck off shank Jump out the ride, ching man and then dash [Verse 6: SJ] They saw the OF's and them boy turned Casper Rapper, no, you better call me a trapper Kermit, known as a local crasher Map up, don't get lost in that Mazda If I reach for my waist, best back up, strap up Protect your chest or get stabbed up While the mandem was raving in Napa, mazza I was on the block 'til the packs done And no one can tell me about glidin' Ridin', on the opp block, bare mileage Hiding, where's Lampost? Can't find him I'm lying, I just saw the pic of him dying Fryin', fryin', this beef gets fryin' And I don't know why they ain't turned pack yet But word to bro-bro, of course we're tryin' Ching man up on his block and start smilin' Part 2 [Verse 1: SJ] I'm on a Next Up getting told that I'm next up Heads up, don't get your rasclart head buss Ketchup, spilt all of that on my sweater I'm on the opp block in this bruck down Vectra Ten toes ting, peddle bike or a Vespa Lack like Swift and get your rasclart drenched up Man know I'm a OFB member Put down your phone and go ride for your friend cuz' In the back of this four-door hoopty, booky It's me tryna make that movie Loosy, don't be picky or choosy I'm on the opp block tryna grab this groupie And them boy are funny, man have got jokes like Scooby And they heard I'm SJ and now them boys wan' do me And I'm in the bando with this brown skin cutie, booty If she wanna bang, she'll suit me [Verse 2: Double Lz] Big man come out your yard, get cabbaged Long ass dots and bro got the hand ting Don't be getting confused with rapping We slide on man, we move like assassins Stop this whip, hold corn in your fabric Chill on your block, no doubt we're attacking I'm up in the field like Nemanja Matic Back this wap and of course I'm slapping You don't wanna buck bro excited Bro get 'round, that's mileage Dip him, knife him, hop back in Then it's straight over my bits, that's how I like it He got bored, needed reviving Hold this corn if you fuck with the Niners Beef with tongues and internet typers Don't ride back when your friends get knifed in [Verse 3: Bandokay] Start of the year got nicked for a M No comment officer, all the way to the end Lil Jojo better cover his lense Chopper-chopper, he's hit someone's Benz The boy Creepz just circled for gems Didn't find 'em and so we circled again You ain't scored on the O, can you tell me when? Slide on my block and you're getting ten This bad B needs to line up the opps And if she's with them, she can hold this flem This is real shit, no need to pretend Long live Neesh, that count was ments Ments, that didn't make no sense T bust up his face when he hopped that fence Black blade swing with all of my strength Swing with all of my strength