Next Up lyrics

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & Pooh Shiesty]
Yeah (Blrrrd)
Yeah (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Going hard in this sh*t like I'm next up (Next up)
Uh, pus*y wet like water but you gotta get your neck up (Blrrrd, damn)
Yeah, suck this di*k nonstop, lil' b*tch, bet' get your breaths up (Ayy)
Her ass is so fat but she don't wear no Skechers Shape Ups (Blrrrd, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Pooh Shiesty]
High-speed chase, you know I'm gettin' away, it ain't no catchin' us (Ain't no catchin' us)
Lil' ugly thick b*tch keep her ass up and face down when we f*ck (Face down when we f*ck)
Two Cartiers and both of 'em bust
In my AK, that's what I trust (Yeah)
sh*t wasn't even no real beef until they dissed and got hit up (f*ck 'em)
Clutchin' my MAC in the Audi with Uzi
Boy, don't try to keep up (Blrrrd)
He said I'm him and I'ma put Stax on him
One call, creepin' up (Ayy, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
These n*ggas' chains really be cheap, been takin' sh*t, I know what's up
This F&N leave 'em six feet, try to run down on us, get lift up (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Boy, I know what's up
Ayy, pus*y boy, I know what's up
A renegade and, b*tch, I'm rich, so I just went double-R truck (Big Blrrrd, blrrrd)
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gucci Mane]
Going hard in this sh*t like I'm next up (Next up)
Uh, pus*y wet like water but you gotta get your neck up (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, suck this di*k nonstop, lil' b*tch, bet' get your breaths up (Gucci)
Her ass is so fat but she don't wear no Skechers Shape Ups (Go)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Life's a struggle everyday, got to keep your bread up (Yeah)
Told my shooters when they bust, "Aim for the neck up" (Pow, pow)
A b*tch try settin' me up, but f*ck it, they got wet up (Damn)
No need for no doctor, he can't get no check-up (Woah)
I put bricks back in the building, I got millions stackin' up (Mills')
Please, don't get rolled over when my Breacher backin' up (Beep)
It's big 1-0-1-7, be a fool not link with us (Fool)
We just took the plane but let the bricks out, take the bus (Gucci)
Who's gon' be the next up, sign with Gucci and blow up? (Blow up)
I can never fall off 'cause I keep on comin' up (Yeah)
Free my n*gga Shiesty, locked, but still dropped the deluxe (Free him)
I can't wait to see him at the Grammys in a tux (Well damn)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Going hard in this sh*t like I'm next up (Next up)
Uh, pus*y wet like water but you gotta get your neck up (Damn, bae)
Yeah, suck this di*k nonstop, lil' b*tch, bet' get your breaths up (Oh, yeah)
Her ass is so fat but she don't wear no Skechers Shape Ups (Damn)
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
She know that I'm not the type that's ever in the cut (Uh-huh)
Yeah, she said, "Why you always got to show out, do too much?" (I do too much)
I said, "Baby, 'cause I never, ever gave two f*cks" (Why?)
Yeah, I said, "If you bring your friend, could I get, um, two sucks?" (That's what I'm on)
Yeah, I said this is not no c*m, lil' b*tch, this just pre-nut (Let's go)
Yeah, these lil' racks they get you up, lil' b*tch, you better not duck (Ugh)
Freak b*tch ain't gon' drop one drop, she catch it with a cup (Let's go)
Freak b*tch gon' get top, just send that drop, she ain't even move her tongue (Blrrrd)
Make these freak hoes f*ck my lil' man, he younger than her son (Son, son)
Man, these n*ggas ain't f*ck nobody and got more bodies than my gun (Lil Uzi)
Talkin' 'bout my gun (Bah, bah)
Zaza bullets smoke a n*gga right up out his lungs (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
I can't fall off n*gga, I'm still right here on my run (Yeah)
I ain't want a Wraith ever since the Cullinan (Skrrt)
Shootin' out the Ghost, tote a ghost, can't trace my gun

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Going hard in this sh*t like I'm next up (Next up)
Uh, pus*y wet like water but you gotta get your neck up (Damn, bae)
Yeah, suck this di*k nonstop, lil' b*tch, bet' get your breaths up (Oh, yeah)
Her ass is so fat but she don't wear no Skechers Shape Ups (Damn)

[Outro: Pooh Shiesty & Lil Uzi Vert]
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
(G-Going hard in this sh*t like I'm next up, yeah)