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Up Next Video (MV)




Performed By: Mind
Length: 4:14
Written by: Thomas Cole, Trevor Hill




Mind - Up Next Lyrics




My niggas we up next
I'm mean it with straight flex
Your niggas be victims
And we be the suspects
No you cannot touch this
No you gotta move back
Please do not do that
I mean it but don't wanna prove that
All of my niggas be shooters shooters shooters out the gym
Make your bright lights real dim
Niggas talking shit but we don't see them
Wish him luck, wouldn't wanna be him
Tell a bitch nigga I'll see ya
Then hit em with some onomatopoeia
Got a bad bitch look like Aliyah
Tax niggas when they ask for a feature
I'll make a hit and that's fax
Tell your nigga in the corner to relax
No stress all my niggas we lax
Spend the money and I make it right back
Fine linen keep my queen in the Saks
Moonwalk when I beat it she bad
Slap that ass and that ass slap back
F*ck me good then I leave her with a stack
You been living in a fairy tale
You said it bad but you meant it well
You down for me only time will tell
Because I 'm on the road on my paper trail
Baby girl say she heaven sent
But that dress looking devilish
F*ck your friends girl they just hating
They just mad because you money making
Welcome queen to the money team
Only thing made up is her Maybelline
Wipe me down when I'm on the scene
It ain't just me my whole team clean
I'ma king how I do my thing
Married to the game with no wedding ring
She send a text
Looking for the sex
But I rather cash a check
My niggas we up next

My niggas we up next
I'm mean it with straight flex
Your niggas be victims
And we be the suspects
No you cannot touch this
No you gotta move back
Please do not do that
I mean it but don't wanna prove that
All of my niggas be

I'm on deck
Watch me flex
Came up off a check
We up next
Got you upset
I seen the text
Talking mess
Give it a rest
I know you tired
From all that hating
Claim you hard
But we not shaking
Make no mistake
This here is fate
Got 2 niggas carrying 50 times they weight
Ever since a young'in
I felt I would be great
Now a nigga older
There's nothing in the way
This shit here is just a taste
Won't take nothing but 1st place
Put my gauntlet on today
And snap you niggas out the way
I'm on deck
Watch me flex
Came up off a check
We up next
They tried to close the circle and
Put us in the apex
But me and my niggas
We up next we up next
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My niggas we up next
I'm mean it with straight flex
Your niggas be victims
And we be the suspects
No you cannot touch this
No you gotta move back
Please do not do that
I mean it but don't wanna prove that
All of my niggas be shooters shooters shooters out the gym
Make your bright lights real dim
Niggas talking shit but we don't see them
Wish him luck, wouldn't wanna be him
Tell a bitch nigga I'll see ya
Then hit em with some onomatopoeia
Got a bad bitch look like Aliyah
Tax niggas when they ask for a feature
I'll make a hit and that's fax
Tell your nigga in the corner to relax
No stress all my niggas we lax
Spend the money and I make it right back
Fine linen keep my queen in the Saks
Moonwalk when I beat it she bad
Slap that ass and that ass slap back
F*ck me good then I leave her with a stack
You been living in a fairy tale
You said it bad but you meant it well
You down for me only time will tell
Because I 'm on the road on my paper trail
Baby girl say she heaven sent
But that dress looking devilish
F*ck your friends girl they just hating
They just mad because you money making
Welcome queen to the money team
Only thing made up is her Maybelline
Wipe me down when I'm on the scene
It ain't just me my whole team clean
I'ma king how I do my thing
Married to the game with no wedding ring
She send a text
Looking for the sex
But I rather cash a check
My niggas we up next

My niggas we up next
I'm mean it with straight flex
Your niggas be victims
And we be the suspects
No you cannot touch this
No you gotta move back
Please do not do that
I mean it but don't wanna prove that
All of my niggas be

I'm on deck
Watch me flex
Came up off a check
We up next
Got you upset
I seen the text
Talking mess
Give it a rest
I know you tired
From all that hating
Claim you hard
But we not shaking
Make no mistake
This here is fate
Got 2 niggas carrying 50 times they weight
Ever since a young'in
I felt I would be great
Now a nigga older
There's nothing in the way
This shit here is just a taste
Won't take nothing but 1st place
Put my gauntlet on today
And snap you niggas out the way
I'm on deck
Watch me flex
Came up off a check
We up next
They tried to close the circle and
Put us in the apex
But me and my niggas
We up next we up next
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Writer: Thomas Cole, Trevor Hill
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