Next Up lyrics

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Sada Baby]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big old Grizzley Gang
The vibes, get the vibe, ayy (Ah, ah, Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Frost on my Rollie look like grass in the mornin'
I don't f*ck with him, he try to shake my hand, I'ma ho him (Boy)
Paranoid, reachin' for your pants, I might smoke you
I don't f*ck with her, only hit her line when I'm horny (Bae)
Gucci raincoat, I look like money when it's stormin' (No cap)
Wake up on Chanel, I look like money in the mornin' (No cap)
I get fresh for nothin', look like money when I'm pointless (No cap)
I keep buyin' pointers (Pointers), 'Rari thousand horses, yeah (Skrrt)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Sada Baby]
I won't let a n*gga check me (That's a fact, never)
Won't never let a n*gga disrespect me (That's a fact, uh-uh)
That b*tch f*ckin' soon as she met me (On God, on gang)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't f*ck with her because she nasty ('Cause she nasty)
But I f*ck with her because she nasty (Yeah)
Out in public, she know how to keep it classy (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Sada Baby]
A f*cked up predicament is what you put yourself in
n*gga look like he gon' snitch, I pull that b*tch on my mans (On gang)
You was down, they was up, n*ggas really ain't your kin (Uh-uh)
You could be a real n*gga, dig deep, look within
Huh, Benihana grub look like camel's hump (Rush hour)
Huh, I can't fit no guns in this Lambo truck (No)
Hmm, spent another dub, b*tch, I ran it up (I ran it up)
Huh, your b*tch fell in love, she can't stand no scrubs (Can't stand no scrubs)
I'd say this Rolex was twenty-eight thousand
Huh, whole kit cost a n*gga house, yes
If I drop another chain, you can't doubt that
Caught a n*gga baby mama in the mouse traps (Ayy, huh)
Me and Tee, same song, easy two mill' (Easy)
Wait 'til I really turn up, that's 'bout two bill'
Hit the club, f*ck it up, never too beal
I got a hundred on before I signed my new deal (On God)
I might eat your b*tch pus*y with my new grill (Yeah)
Or put this Roxy in her booty, how this blue feel? (b*tch)
Or snort a line of top Xan off this new seal (Ooh, ooh)
Thirty clip, HD, Jerry P, new film
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Sada Baby]
I won't let a n*gga check me (That's a fact, never)
Won't never let a n*gga disrespect me (That's a fact, uh-uh)
That b*tch f*ckin' soon as she met me (On God, on gang)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't f*ck with her because she nasty ('Cause she nasty)
But I f*ck with her because she nasty (Yeah)
Out in public, she know how to keep it classy (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy