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sophomorenoir – what’s next lyrics

[intro]
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (leggo), yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

[chorus]
r8 to the h+llcat, what the f+ck is next?
b+tch, i’m smokin’ on that loud pack, can feel it in my chest
that boy say he ’bout that action, we gon’ put him to the test
we throwin’ hunnids in the air, the floors lookin’ like a mess
heard the broke boys speak the loudest, thats why i just speak less
man, that dumbass playin’ checkers, boy we out there playin’ chess
your b+tch gon’ hop up in the whip, she rock with me, say i’m the best
and f+ck that drama from three years ago, just put that sh+t to rest, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

[verse]
when i’m dead, they gon’ miss me
we hop up in that srt, that mothaf+ckin’ kitty
i just poured a f+ckin’ eight, lil boy, i’m sippin on that trissy
this b+tch sucked the d+ck for thirty minutes, now she tryna kiss me
i’m like nah, b+tch just l!ck me
he talkin’ down, turn that smile to a frown, smoke him like a stiiizy
i bend her down, spin that b+tch around, xbox 360
throwin’ hunnids ’round, yeah we ride around the town lil boy no kizzy
and your b+tch, she for the team, we toss her ’round like she a frisbee (yuh)
goofy always talkin’ ’bout some racks, boy we got plenty
b+tch don’t push me to the edge, i feel like uzi, boy don’t tempt me
i got the pack, boy, i did it again
f+ck on that b+tch, now i’m onto her friend
hop on the road, boy we spinnin’ the benz
shoppin’ in stores, boy we spendin’ the bands
roll me a eighth in the blunt, take that sh+t to the face, boy you know i ain’t hittin’ no pen
you wasn’t ’round when this sh+t hit the fan
my b+tch, she a barbie, boy i feel like ken
(roll with some people who, +n+ggas is real from the jump, you know what i’m sayin’? n+ggas who don’t have to play)
b+tch my wrist cold, neck froze
one second, get your b+tch gone
goin’ up, boy it’s my year, feel like r kelly, y’all get p+ssed on
i know they sleepin’ on the kid, but boy i’m ballin’ like a piston
and yeah these diamonds super wet, lil boy, i swear you gon’ get rinsed on
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
i swear to god you gon’ get rinsed on (yeah)
[chorus]
r8 to the h+llcat, what the f+ck is next?
b+tch, i’m smokin’ on that loud pack, can feel it in my chest
that boy say he ’bout that action, we gon’ put him to the test
we throwin’ hunnids in the air, the floors lookin’ like a mess
heard the broke boys speak the loudest, thats why i just speak less
man, that dumbass playin’ checkers, boy we out there playin’ chess
your b+tch gon’ hop up in the whip, she rock with me, say i’m the best
and f+ck that drama from three years ago, just put that sh+t to rest, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

- sophomorenoir lyrics

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