Next One lyrics

[Intro]
(Let's go, Mario)

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]
Presidential Rollie, now I want the Richard Mille’
Press a hundred thousand, now I want a hundred mil'
Empire like Ghazi, I'll buy your lil’ deal
Runnin' 'round the lobby, they was askin' what it is
Rollin' on a molly, you was poppin' Perc pills
Sneakin' and geekin', they used to pull up on the hill
Trappin’ the kitchen, we was workin’ n*ggas deals
Swipe a n*gga b*tch, we gon' f*ck her out her heels
Flew to the West and went bought up the field
Way ’fore they knew it, boy, I got the box
The fox on my socks, got a John Wick Glock
Aim at your head and we gon' pop off the top

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
[Verse 2: Money Man]
I'm whipping that coupe, this sh*t cost me a quarter
Pull up to your house and put di*k in your daughter
You n*ggas talk too much just like informants
I just sold a bag 'fore I started recording
I’m hitting the gas and I'm whipping this foreign
When I f*cked her, she said that she really enjoyed it
I'm cooling with Peewee, my shoes, they be CC
I'll have my lil' young n*ggas spin like a CD
I'm just catching these plays, ain't no time to watch TV
You can hear the exhaust on my car 'fore you see me
I'ma rub on that b*tch ass just like she a genie
All these chains on my neck, they gon' light up like UVs
I just hit a thick b*tch on a futon
Got hella loud, got two tons
On to the next on, had to text one
Got two guns and a double pump

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one
On to the next one and the next one and the next one and the next one

[Outro]
(Let's go, Mario)