Next (feat. Kace Cayne)

Never expect nothing but the best Rub it on your chest Till death imma go west Show them that I'm next Okay Imma go flex okay Shoot my shot in the net okay Never expect nothing but the best Rub it on your chest Till death imma go west Show them that I'm next Okay Imma go flex okay Shoot my shot in the net okay Riding through the city Try not to feel me I been in the hills Shit getting tricky I'm Timmy turner Bitch you icky Vicky Smoking on the loud Smoking on that sticky Man it's hard out here Tryna live a facade Y'all just little kids man you ain't fucking hard I been tryna steer while all your heads nod I been locked up I don't need a bond Never expect nothing but the best Rub it on your chest Till death imma go west Show them that I'm next Okay Imma go flex okay Shoot my shot in the net okay Never expect nothing but the best Rub it on your chest Till death imma go west Show them that I'm next Okay Imma go flex okay Shoot my shot in the net okay On the beat shit haduken got me flexing like Ryu Lyrically I'm cruising on the track like a drive thru Got ya chick on my line asking how May I help you Ain't no free in my style in these bars that I sell you Propel through the sky like a stray to the chest it's random like the thought that I would cave through the stress I'm steady winning always more never less who's killing competition well I'll give you a guess Never expect nothing but the best Rub it on your chest Till death imma go west Show them that I'm next Okay Imma go flex okay Shoot my shot in the net okay Never expect nothing but the best Rub it on your chest Till death imma go west Show them that I'm next Okay Imma go flex okay Shoot my shot in the net okay