Next Up - S3-E39, Pt.2

[Intro]

R.A the God

AYO Beats

[Verse 1: JS]

Don't gamble your life, roll dice, no Ludo

Soon be a boss, no Hugo

Said you know me but I don't know you though

Smack down grub in the trap for the cash

I'm hittin' these cats but it ain't no Judo

Bud, send man up to Pluto

All of the mandem United

Call man Rashford and YD's Bruno

'Cah they way he drops and assists it

I'm movin' the grub on the pavement

Jakesdem watchin', still tryin' to risk it

In the kitchen, with the Pyrex whippin'

Trap makin' the gangdem a killin'

Vibe in the motive, henny i'm sippin'

Lively you know the spinting's spinnin'

Hundred percent that he brought it with him

Man just bill up a spliff then rass it

Stuck in the trap with cash, crack

Emma, Mike and Martin

Backstrap Zеns on my ear let me spark it

Bro got a 'Dings for a Bills and hе's scrapin' racks

Got me thinkin'

Just started, take off with the Martians

Just started, take off with the Martians

[Verse 2: YD]

I come a long way from the T House

Dem man there come like Vybz Kartel

They once was bad but now they look bleach out

Me and JS was stuck in the trap, servin' to cats

Should've heard how they meowed

I got nicked, they let me out

Fuckin' hell, got out of them cells

And copped me a scale to bag up my re-up

Back the dot-dot out of my rucksack

I don't wanna fight like Ryan Garcia

Couple bad B's say that they want me

They just groupies like Destiny's Child

Told this bad one come get to glurpin'

She love slurpin' so I buss in her mouth

I love me a slim-thick lighty

She hold the wap when we go uptown

I can't do three 5's for a 20s

Three for a 30 to better my stack

Niggas talkin' brass on the net

But live in the flesh don't back their chat

Don't wanna haffi phone up Yardie

Then they gonna know about risin' waps

I get my Bs for a fours, what you know about hittin' the trap?

We ain't hittin' the Folks, I'm flippin' these packs

Can't fuck with no rats, my circle stay small

But I'm big on the map, no cap

Out on the Gilly I'm revving the gas

She said she wanna fuck with me

And next minute she's throwing it back

Moonwalk on the Opp block

Back the Dot-Dot, had the fans dem goin' on mad

Like, this is the life I live

Trust me nigga I ain't doin' no cap

Bad b love to throw that back

She shake her arse and she make that clap

Bad b love to throw that back

She shake her arse and she make that clap

Ayy, she shake her arse and she make that clap