22Gz - Up Next Lyrics

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[Hook: 22Gz]
Niggas mad. they know we up next
Hit the bump. and then I dump checks
NIggas mad I know they dumb vexed
Chase a bag my niggas must flex
Whoo. Whoo, niggas mad they hella upset
Niggas mad, they know we up next
Hit the bump and then I dump checks
Whoo, Whoo, chase a bag my niggas must flex
Niggas mad they hella upset,Niggas mad they know we up next
Whoo Whoo chase a bag my niggas must flex
Niggas mad they hella upset,Niggas mad they know we up next

[Verse 1: 22Gz]
22 pull up I’m tossing, Bet you start picking your coffin
We winning, y’all niggas forfeit, 3 more rights and then we off it
Get nailed to the cross if he “flossin”
My niggas aiming for noggins
They flocking, the bros get to bending shit
Henny, patron, yea I’m sipping it
Talk guala , we all about benjamin’s
260 blixks get to finishing
One, two, three how I be pining shit
I swear to God I be sinning shit
AR’s and macs, don’t do mini shit
Free all em felons in sentences
I cannot fuck with an innocent
Just want her to suck on my tip again
Paid in full, told my young niggas spray if they “Woo”
Hollow tips in the grip, Steph thirty in the clip
They was running relays, they shook (Gliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit)

[Hook: 22Gz]
Niggas mad they know we up next
Hit the bump and then I dump checks
NIggas mad I know they dumb vexed
Chase a bag my niggas must flex
Whoo Whoo niggas mad they hella upset
Niggas mad they know we up next
Hit the bump and then I dump checks
Whoo Whoo chase a bag my niggas must flex
Niggas mad they hella upset,Niggas mad they know we up next
Whoo Whoo chase a bag my niggas must flex
Niggas mad they hella upset,Niggas mad they know we up next

[Verse 2: Nas Blixky]
How they took my nigga Queez
And I screaming fuck 12 and free my nigga Beans
Put a beam on the blixk
With a 30 and a stick how the fuck can I miss
I swear the opps, don’t want smoke
Niggas talk , then they quiet when a nigga let his gun blow
Rounds sound like drum rolls
I don’t shoot from a distance, but i’m in it like mutombo
All my money look jumbo
If you say you got guns then why the fuck you run for
I done seen alot of fake shit
I’m just tryna get this money in the kitchen tryna make shit
Young nigga tryna touch gus
All my niggas on pieces, nobody can trust us
Dare nigga try to touch us
Got youngins in the field, I ain’t scared to let the gun bust
30 shooting at the opposition let the cops go hear it
I ain’t never missing, boy these niggas tripping
Extended clips all my niggas clipping
Hollow tips leave ya body dripping
Yellow tape cause we hit the witness
She work the dick like it’s planet fitness
Bust a piece now this shit is hitting
If I’m lacking better blow the smithin
Spitting shit that you ain’t really living
Hollows hit you now your body missing
Beat the case, then it’s states I’m skipping
Sipping lean now my body tripping
Gang, sipping lean now my body tripping, gang

[Verse 3: Breezo Blixky]
Y’all know how I play
They call me six-o when I spin with the eight
Six shots on my waist
These niggas is bitches they talking to jakes
Spin through ya block with my guys and we throwing up rakes
Niggas want war put them shells to they face
Niggas is mad they ain’t getting no cake
Sitting in the H with my guys toting eight
16 with me and he toting that nine
See an opp nigga take him right out his prime
Tutu with me, get hit in ya spine
Spin through the nine and we dumping out nine

[Hook: 22Gz]
Niggas mad they know we up next
Hit the bump and then I thumb checks
NIggas mad I know they dumb vest
Chase a bag my niggas must flex
Whoo Whoo niggas mad they hella upset
Niggas mad they know we up next
Hit the bump and then I thumb checks
Whoo Whoo chase a bag my niggas must flex
Niggas mad they hella upset,Niggas mad they know we up next
Whoo Whoo chase a bag my niggas must flex
Niggas mad they hella upset,Niggas mad they know we up next