The Next
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Never put a seven before my nine (yeah)
The next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga (gon' die)
Next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga
The next nigga that diss Marlo, gon' be the next to die
We the ones that's givin' nigga wings, we make bullets fly
Pop 'em like a tire, I can make the toughest nigga cry
Red tape, homicide, we put niggas in the sky
Lotta niggas didn't died, if ain't tuck in my pride, call the opp
He was with his OG, but fo'nem let him slide, I got this bop
She good at suckin' dick, I told her, "Open wide", she can't get my lo'
Every time we meet, we always outside (yeah)
Lil' hoe get up out the line, I have my other hoe go check her
Love my Glock 19, but the 19X a lil' bit better
Lil' bitch think she's cute, bitch, you a look better on a sweater
In the sprinter with like thirty switches, that's a real record
Shh-shh, ayy, that's them right there
I'ma go this way, you go that way and come from none (aight)
Don't shoot no innocents, clapped the one they got the hell
But we liked the opps barber, how the switch gon' cut his hair
When I dump my last twenty, you can take it over from there (okay)
All the opps kinda fast, except the one that's in a chair
Life ain't fair, put his ass up in the
The next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga (gon' die)
Next nigga (gon' die)
The next nigga
The next nigga that diss Marlo, gon' be the next to die
We the ones that's givin' nigga wings, we make bullets fly
Pop 'em like a tire, I can make the toughest nigga cry
Red tape, homicide, we put niggas in the sky (die, nigga)