100 bandz

Lyrics:

[INTRO]
(PMO Music) (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Ayy, run it up, no cap)
(They ain't ready for this, nah) (Let’s go!)

[CHORUS]
Next up, next up, pullin’ up, flexed up (Woo!)
Big racks, check sum, tell 'em run the checks up (Pow!)
Fast lane, no luck, made it out, stepped up (Skrrt!)
Never lookin’ back, lil’ boy, we next up (Yeah!)

[VERSE 1]
Came from the bottom, now my wrist lookin’ polar (Brrr!)
Countin’ up digits, I ain't never need a loaner (Nah!)
They was sleepin’ heavy, now they watchin’ like a donor (Yeah!)
Whole team feastin’, we ain't ever scrap a corner (Let's eat!)

Fuck it, I’m lit, I ain’t gotta prove none (Nah!)
Came up off the hustle, I ain't sign for a crumb (Never!)
Money talk loud, every dollar got a tongue (Woo!)
Shorty love the life, she just wanna feel the sun (Yeah!)

Hop in the ride, then I push it past limits (Skrrt!)
Pedal to the floor, every mile got digits (Woo!)
Came out the struggle, now I’m runnin’ up millions (Racks!)
This ain't no flex, boy, this straight business (Facts!)

[CHORUS]
Next up, next up, pullin’ up, flexed up (Ayy!)
Big racks, check sum, tell 'em run the checks up (Run it!)
Fast lane, no luck, made it out, stepped up (Let's go!)
Never lookin’ back, lil’ boy, we next up (Yeah!)

[VERSE 2]
City on my shoulders, I ain't fold, I ain't shake (Nah!)
I was down bad, had to double up the weight (Double!)
Now my phone ringin’, every call got a stake (Woo!)
Told my mama, "No stress, I’ma put you in estate" (For real!)

Flick of the wrist, turn a flip to a mansion (Pow!)
Need that ghost ridin’ low, stars in the fabric (Yeah!)
Took a few losses, now they part of my assets (Facts!)
Now the bank hit my line like a math test (Ching!)

Fuck it, let’s ball, we ain't losin’ no sleep (Nah!)
I ain't gotta talk, let the money just speak (Woo!)
Came from the basement, now the top floor suite (Penthouse!)
And the view so cold, got the world at my feet (Ice!)

[CHORUS]
Next up, next up, pullin’ up, flexed up (Let’s go!)
Big racks, check sum, tell 'em run the checks up (Woo!)
Fast lane, no luck, made it out, stepped up (Ayy!)
Never lookin’ back, lil’ boy, we next up (Yeah!)

[VERSE 3]
Whippin’ up plays, got the game in control (Coach!)
Too many wins, they ain't know where to go (Huh?)
Ice on my chain, got ‘em stuck in the cold (Brrr!)
I don't do the fake, I ain't rockin' with foes (Nah!)

Put in that work, now they copy my moves (Woo!)
Drip too rare, got ‘em lost in the groove (Drip!)
Hop on a jet when I’m feelin’ too smooth (Skrrt!)
Took over the game, now they watch what I do (Yeah!)

Fuck it, we lit, poppin’ like bottles (Pop!)
Doin’ the dash, pushin’ full throttle (Skrrt!)
Came from the gutter, now commas my model (Racks!)
Stay with a baddie, she look like a model (She bad!)

[CHORUS]
Next up, next up, pullin’ up, flexed up (Woo!)
Big racks, check sum, tell 'em run the checks up (Yeah!)
Fast lane, no luck, made it out, stepped up (Let’s go!)
Never lookin’ back, lil’ boy, we next up (Ayy!)

[OUTRO]
(PMO Music)

Next Up [Prod. PMO Music]

Coca Cola (prod. FLTHYRCK)

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