Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Next Up - S2-E17, artist - V9.
Date of issue: 21.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Next Up - S2-E17 |
Part 1 |
Swear down, More Money produced this? |
Main road or back road, gang still get dumpy, crash that corn and slap mans |
pumpkin |
Young G hit him up for a monkey, step and drill, gang on f**kery, |
sauce on spill if I swing that suttin' |
On spill if I swing that suttin' |
Main road or back road, gang still get dumpy, crash that corn and slap mans |
pumpkin |
Young G hit him up for a monkey, step and drill, gang on f**kery, |
sauce on spill if I swing that suttin' |
On spill if I swing that suttin' |
Two man by my side I’m feeling like Dizz but no I ain’t running with twins |
Man hop out the ride, try do him and dip |
F**k you mean you got beef with gang? |
Face-to-face then man move veggy |
Aim it steady, rip it already, ching, splash, it falls in mans belly |
I’m a f**king demon |
And the opp boys know, snatch mans soul, he ain’t making it home |
Ching, splash, holes in back bones, back road, let me grip it and dig him |
F**king runners, them man all b*t*hes |
Tell bro, do the chasing, I do the cheffing, assist that chinging |
Thm man are only bad in groups, one-on-one them yutes all d**kheads |
Half them man there snitches, neck shot gang, how them man there breathing? |
Every time we uncover their plans, they retreat like Mojo Jojo |
I still pull up on obbos, swing them shanks, leave holes in polo’s |
On my life, them man love lie, make him feel it, Jackson Five |
Step out, wow, watch them man take flight |
Back that dots, tryna blam mans spine or I’ll back out my shank tryna take mans |
eye |
Step out, wow, watch them man take flight |
Back that dots, tryna blam mans spine or I’ll back out my shank tryna take mans |
eye |
Main road or back road, gang still get dumpy, crash that corn and slap mans |
pumpkin |
Young G hit him up for a monkey, step and drill, gang on f**kery, |
sauce on spill if I swing that suttin' |
On spill if I swing that suttin' |
Main road or back road, gang still get dumpy, crash that corn and slap mans |
pumpkin |
Young G hit him up for a monkey, step and drill, gang on f**kery, |
sauce on spill if I swing that suttin' |
On spill if I swing that suttin' |
Part 2 |
More Money Music |
Gang slapped first |
No way can we stall for the come back |
Burn that rubber, tell bro lick man with the bumper |
Ching man right in the head, like, what the f**k were you thinking? |
No way can I run from these yutes, I’m f**king bad, them man are all victims |
Samurai stance or Bankai swinging |
Bad B tryna treat me like Johnny, like, do you know mans Bravo? |
Trickshot like Ricardo, I’ll ching man live, I’m an arsehole |
Free my guys, I miss 'em, I’m in the dings with the Sammy, no kitchen |
I beg you firm this chinging, stop b*t*hing |
Talk on my name, you’re buzzing, when I pull, them man start cutting |
Venemous Bop, I love it |
Hop out the ride and slump him |
2.2, Mercedes Coupé, YC rev it, let’s catch these yutes |
Have you ever held chase from fed but bro’s so fat so he just vomits? |
Are you taking the p*ss? |
9 gang pull up and tape off strips |
I’m f**king skits, swing Bankai, everyone’s getting hit |
He tried say that he’s not involved, ching man down to the rasclart bone |
This bad B thick as f**k, call her Shakira 'cause her hips don’t lie |
Seedy settings, when I got him he see’s through the night |
She gotta hold this pipe, f**k her right so he holds this wap |
And I hate my opps, how come they ain’t outside? |
It’s getting me mad, must be juj, how them man there alive? |