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lil shh - what's next lyrics

[intro]
yo, should we make a song?
yea, f+ck it f+ck it let’s make a song!
chat chat, what should we make our song about?
oooh oooh let’s make a rap song, but like what the f+ck do i write about?
oooh what about… like… ok i’m gonna to make like the most generic ass sounding rap song like i’m just gonna, it’s just gonna be drugs, it’s gonna be money, its gonna be women, like all that sh+t, yea? alright dude we have our concept. alright let’s just… f+ck it let’s do it

[hook]
shut up b+tch (yuh)
$50,000 on my wrist
i be walking down the street and ain’t n0body know what’s next
cashin’ checks (d+mn)
made a milli in quebec
yea i got these hoes all on me, blowing whistle i’m the ref

[verse]
yea i’m the kid i’m the menace
runnin’ up on you no dennis (dennis)
smackin’ your b+tch and she makin’ a racket no i ain’t talkin’ bout no tennis
ice on my neck i ain’t stressin’
bills yea i go and collect them
yea i got my momma out the projects now she livin’ in a lavish mansion (wow)

pull up on me that’s a big mistake (yuh)
get the chopper put it in your face (doo doo doo)
b+tches screaming “oh i love you papi”
get in line girl, yea you need to wait
i ain’t the type to negotiate (nope)
hit you one clip, yea that’s all it takes
i don’t display any manners i beat you, i hit you, you see how this draco tastes (pow)
i hurry, i scurry, i hop in the coup but my vision is blurry, i don’t know her name so i buy her some jewelry, i’m faded, i’m jaded, i do not know what’s going on. (huh)
i’m turning some bricks and you know i ain’t cappin’
i’m rockin’ her boat, she be calling me captain
these haters all on me but they all be slackin’
they hatin’ my grind like i’m dirk on the mavericks
b+tch! (skrrt)

[hook]
$50,000 on my wrist
i be walking down the street and ain’t n0body know what’s next
cashin’ checks (yuh aye)
made a milli in quebec
yea i got these hoes all on me, blowing whistle i’m the ref

shut up b+tch (shut up b+tch)
50,000 on my d+ck
yea these hoes be actin’ different once they find out that i’m rich
holy sh+t (d+mn)
yea my life that sh+t’s a mess
everybody angry, don’t know why, wait lemme f+ckin’ guess (why)

[verse 2]
these people be mad that i’m piping their daughter
i f+ck em, i nut, then i leave em discarded
they crawlin’ on me like i’m owein’ em somethin’
she wanting round 2 but you know she be buggin’
i hate on a b+tch that want somethin’ for nothin’
you want it? then let me bust in that oven
i’m roundin’ the corner you know they start runnin’
i’m bustin’ up heads, b+tch look out cuz i’m comin’
(breath)
i don’t really got a type
bad b+tches in my circle, that’s the only thing i like
she be angry cuz she don’t get the buggati that’s all white
kick her out, on to the next, everything’s alright
i’m smokin’ this blunt
i be gettin’ it litty
yea pass me the purp
while i suck on her titties
i count it up with only hundreds and fifties
she make it rain on me with all of them bitties
get the strap, i’ll see you in any city
she sendin’ me pics so you know she f+cks with me
she gettin’ passed round like i’m throwin’ a frisbee
i’m makin it splash like my jersey says 30
b+tch!

[hook]
$50,000 on my wrist
i be walking down the street and ain’t n0body know what’s next
cashin’ checks (cashin’ checks)
made a milli in quebec
yea i got these hoes all on me, blowing whistle i’m the ref

shut up b+tch!

[outro]
aye, that was, that was hot bro like lowkey
bro it kinda turned out good, am i wrong?
like.. i think it turned out good
shut up b+tch yuh aye
shut up b+tch yuh aye
shut up b+tch uh yuh aye aye aye
oh bro i’m f+ckin done
that sh+t was way too fun

- lil shh lyrics

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