Next Up?

[Part 1: produced by [?]]

Slim, Slimma

Who's got the keys to the dinger?

I’m tryna do good but I'm known as a sinner

'Bout come to the V, are you mad?

And he came on his jacks, that’s a real dumb nigga

From kway they want act all rebel

Face to face, they be talkin' civilian

Plug just threw me a good one

Man I drop food at my minions

Face be looking all English

But the back be looking Brazilian

Bally'd up with the latex

Cah the jakes got my prints in the system

I never ate greens on my plate

Slap some green in the rizz, then I'm great

Money to be made from еarly

Kitties be loving the wakе and bake

Man, especially Dave

He's phoning me when he's half awake

I be parked off in Valley

Blacked off trackie, 'chete on my waist

Give me 2-2 sheets and a bit of chip

'Bout time man drill it

Any violation on my goons

Man go to your spot and start fishing

Like, man I don’t play with these niggas

Man catch him and dip him and bin him

Better pray I don’t catch him slipping

Suttin' to your face, good riddance

The life that I live too mud

Got me thinking, who can I trust?

The amnes’ got me para' as fuck

Three nines in the number, I ain't picking up

The other day I think I buss it to an undie

What a fuckery, me and Camz had to hide on the bus

Yeah, my life too mud but I'm chasing the bands

It’s the money I love

[Part 2: produced by AXL Beats]

Hit the strip with nuttin' but piff

Knick-knacks phone me for their fix

I got the kit-kats moonwalking in the crib

I trap and I trap for the quid

Say you bang and you hit, but shit

You bang and you miss and you miss

Got about five goons in the whip

If we ever get pulled, we're pissed

I do road with AA cro'

That's Alien Amne', my food there venomous

And bro got that smelly cheese

I'm tryna get fried, let's mix up the medicines

Half these opps just bitches

Stuttering, twitching, that shit ain't relevant

Got kitties them soaking over the phone

Like, I'll top you off if I'm generous

I'm still making money the worst way

You get buss P's on your birthday

On my birthday I got double my workrate

They say: "S

How you get like this in the first place?"

I say: "Bro

It's cah I always wanted to be first place"

Ay, I bang and I bang and I boot him

Skenged off dot-dot if I shoot him

Talking the trash, must've thought that I lack

I back out my shank and abuse it

I'm in and I'm out in seconds

I leave the pigs them clueless

Thick gyallie on me, what you reckon?

I bang and I bang and I boot 'em