Guapboi Eli - Up Next Lyrics

They was hating on me , I bossed up and got a check
R.I.P bullets I ain't worried bout' no vest
Call up Eli and I know he pulling up wit tecs
I'm wit Hurricane and I know that we up next
I'm tryna f*ck lil baby I ain't tryna really text
Is you down lil baby I ain't really tryna guess
Im tryna show you how I got it I ain't tryna flex
I turned my pain into rage and now I'm really blessed

Finna' put the gang in some chains and a private jet
I ain't got a billion, nigga I ain't smiling yet
And if a nigga turn his back it ain't no coming back
Ion' run like that, nigga its stuck like that
Pull up 4 door G wagon, they like why yo truck like that
Told them like Milwaukee its just cause my Buck's like that
See you listening to my shit, I guess you must like that
Thought I broke my lambo door but it just come like that
Im passing out the smoke lil nigga like a quater bac
You ain't gone get shit on yo ass I thought I told you that
I told my momma I'm gone be great I know I owe you that
Evil genius I had the plan just never showed you that

They was hating on me , I bossed up and got a check
R.I.P bullets I ain't worried about no vest
Call up Eli and I know he pulling up wit tecs
I'm wit Hurricane and I know that we up next
I'm tryna f*ck lil baby I ain't tryna really text
Is you down lil baby I ain't really tryna guess
Im tryna show you how I got it I ain't tryna flex
I turned my pain into rage and now I'm really blessed

Dripping in the latest, I might pull up in Mercedes
F*cked a pop star babe, now we got a rockstar baby
Might OD just maybe, I take chances god gone save me
Niggas talking crazy, call up Beef AKA the Navy
Cant nobody slave me, I ain't signing shit I'm wavy
Heard these plugs be lacing, I just stick to runtz lil baby
I ain't never switching on my niggas I ain't KD
See me in the club, that means that the owner paid me
She cannot replace me I ball hard like Tracy McGrady
I got lots of babe's but I ain't got no damn babies
I keep my strap in 2 ways, run up you in up at Grady
I don't do no maybe's, yes or no or get to racing

They was hating on me , I bossed up and got a check
R.I.P bullets I ain't worried about no vest
Call up Eli and I know he pulling up wit tecs
I'm wit Hurricane and I know that we up next
I'm tryna f*ck lil baby I ain't tryna really text
Is you down lil baby I ain't really tryna guess
Im tryna show you how I got it I ain't tryna flex
I turned my pain into rage and now I'm really blessed