Next Level

[Intro:]

YRS infamous, You know

[Verse 1: Boogz Boogetz]

My chic from the Bahamas

I ride bullets and yavis

While i'm sleeping on fleek

Hold up for my pajamas

I got my youngins they wildin

They don't play with the drama

They'll leave you up in a coma

When it come to the commas

Infamous be that wild gang

Money taller than Yao Ming

Jean suit by balmain

You can't keep up cause you clowns lame

Tell these rap birds its our turn

Getting doped up with that shower burn

I'm in the studio with them groupies though

A couple freak chics like Howard Stern

Ballin hard till they come get us

Roof gone on you dumb hitterz

Im blacked up I don't brag much

But these haters can't roll with us

Swagger so sick man im sorry

Tell em I stunt as a hobby

Me and P in the ferrari

Right wheel be twerking like Miley

Cyrus i'm in fly kicks

Bape studs thats my twist

And if money talk these rappers pockets are silent

Blowing on that loud thats a different smell

I ain't letting up cause Prodigy told me give em hell

[Chorus:]

Gold Chain, flooded vest

We done took it to the next level

Blowing money like we stupid rich

Bad chic and she flyer than a steward bitch

My money on a next level, next level, next level

Ill be on a next level, next level, next level

My clique is on a next level, next level, next level

I get it on a next level, next level, next level

I'm on a next level

[Verse 2: Prodigy]

I told yall too much times

Im too much dope, i too much grime

Got too much house, with too much dimes

I'm so much flee, i'm extra fly

Whole lotta hoes but not enough time

And when we fuck its exercise

I work that out, slip and slide

Now I work that out sexing vibe

Hundred gunnerz the inners they done it

Fuck with us slow and then start gunning

Too much dough way too much songs

You mad at me my money’s long

You mad at me I tuck at you

Ima take that loss and get this walk

And take that loss and get three shots

Thats not petron I make it hot

So much police dropping dimes

Too much jail that's too much time

Next level

Come dance with the devil

Fuck with us girl you know we brazy

Fuck with us cause she know we crazy

She wanna have my baby

I wanna share her maybe

So much air i'm just sick

Cover up the thirst right quick

Yea im on it like that

Nigga bulls told me like this he said

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

Lil black dress by Balma

I fuck with you or her

She wanna come to the projects

Niggas like how you found her

Im out here nigga rounds

Planet earth is my stomping ground

You gon’ need a tuxedo in your wardrobe cause we going out

I get a lot a action get a lot a camera

Whole lotta lights got a turn ray bans on

Too much drugs

Hip Hop some my QQ avy

Now pop that pussy

Pop pop that pussy baby

[Verse 4: Boogz Boogetz]

Young Nigga my Bands up

Eat good im in grand lux

Rock shows got they hands up

That's why the h

Aters can't stand us

That young boy got crazy way

Money good like 88

Hoes love me like baby face

I say hoes love me like babyface

Ballin that shit is reserved

Stuntin my nigga you ain't heard?

Now from the hundred to burbs

Money ain't nothing i splurb

All these women wanna cuff me saying lets settle

But i hit them with the curb i'm on a next level

[Chorus]