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What's Next
by Density
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Aye, aye
I'm a beast
But you know, I'm going to take you out
On the side of the road
I got too much cheese
In my pockets, let ya know
I got too much weight on my shoulders
Got the whoa, got the
Got the whoa, let ya know
I'm going to hit you right on the side of the road
Bet you're going to die flip off
Unless you know
You're not my twin, not my brother
Not my bro
Never let them know your next step
I got so much to lose my fucking rep
Keep my tool on my side got my wept
my wept, you puddle you so wet
What's next
I just took off the runway on my jet
What's next
I never lose no sleep, what's next
What's next, what's next
Tell me what's next, what's next
I just made a couple fucking bands I'm going to flex
Aye, aye
I'm a beast
But you know, I'm going to take you out
On the side of the road
I got too much cheese
In my pockets, what's next, let ya know
I got too much weight, what's next, on my shoulders
Got the whoa, what's next, got the, what's next
Got the whoa, let ya know, what's next
I'm going to hit you right on the, what's next, side of the road
What's next, bet you're going to die flip off
Unless you know, what's next
You're not my twin, not my brother
Not my bro
Only fuck with rappers
That are going to rep on my side
If you ain't ripping me and my brothers you're
Gonna die, never had nobody by my side
Did this shit myself
Never had nobody fucking with me
Fuck their wealth
Thot on my dick, haha
Can't say I don't love that shit
Thot on my dick, haha
She going to be coming real quick
Yeah, pulling up to your crib, ah
You know what's next
Don't need no SMS, don't need no text
Your flesh
I'm a beast
But you know, I' going to take you out
On the side of the road
I got too much cheese
In my pockets, let ya know
I got too much weight on my shoulders
Got the whoa, got the, yeah
Got the whoa, let ya know
I'm going to hit you right on the side of the road
Bet you're going to die flip off
Unless you know
You're not my twin, not my brother
Not my bro
Yeah
What's next, what's next, what's next
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step, step, step
What's next, step, step, step, step, step
What's next
Aye, aye
I'm a beast
But you know, I'm going to take you out
On the side of the road
I got too much cheese
In my pockets, let ya know
I got too much weight on my shoulders
Got the whoa, got the
Got the whoa, let ya know
I'm going to hit you right on the side of the road
Bet you're going to die flip off
Unless you know
You're not my twin, not my brother
Not my bro
Never let them know your next step
I got so much to lose my fucking rep
Keep my tool on my side got my wept
my wept, you puddle you so wet
What's next
I just took off the runway on my jet
What's next
I never lose no sleep, what's next
What's next, what's next
Tell me what's next, what's next
I just made a couple fucking bands I'm going to flex
Aye, aye
I'm a beast
But you know, I'm going to take you out
On the side of the road
I got too much cheese
In my pockets, what's next, let ya know
I got too much weight, what's next, on my shoulders
Got the whoa, what's next, got the, what's next
Got the whoa, let ya know, what's next
I'm going to hit you right on the, what's next, side of the road
What's next, bet you're going to die flip off
Unless you know, what's next
You're not my twin, not my brother
Not my bro
Only fuck with rappers
That are going to rep on my side
If you ain't ripping me and my brothers you're
Gonna die, never had nobody by my side
Did this shit myself
Never had nobody fucking with me
Fuck their wealth
Thot on my dick, haha
Can't say I don't love that shit
Thot on my dick, haha
She going to be coming real quick
Yeah, pulling up to your crib, ah
You know what's next
Don't need no SMS, don't need no text
Your flesh
I'm a beast
But you know, I' going to take you out
On the side of the road
I got too much cheese
In my pockets, let ya know
I got too much weight on my shoulders
Got the whoa, got the, yeah
Got the whoa, let ya know
I'm going to hit you right on the side of the road
Bet you're going to die flip off
Unless you know
You're not my twin, not my brother
Not my bro
Yeah
What's next, what's next, what's next
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step
What's next, step, step, step, step
What's next, step, step, step, step, step
What's next
