Up Next 3 (Explicit)-Lil Yachty/Lil Herb

Up Next 3 (Explicit) - Lil Yachty/Lil Herb Written by：Chris Fresh/G Herbo/Lil Yachty Aye Chris Fresh Lil Boat Chris Fresh Lil Boat Yeah and I'm tired of all you p**sy a** niggas hatin' on Boat cause y'all see that ni**a shinin' Y'all see that ni**a stuntin' Y'all see that ni**a up next ni**a F**k y'all niggas uh B**ch I'm the realest you've ever seen And my new b**ch she a model from Africa Any fine b**ch with an a** boy im' after ya 22 diamonds they shine like a brand new dime that you flip for a bet P**sy ni**a got behind the wheel and tried to raceBoat Well that's a cruise for a wreck Stay with the Tec gotta check on my neck I need eight for a show Brother locked up for the blow F**k you pussies b**ch I skipped bein' Rookie What u want a cookie cause you got connect Ni**a play hookie when they see it's Boat time Ice on my wrist got you thinkin' it's cold time Dunk on that b**ch make you lean on your shoulder Tripled my views now you thinkin' it's over Skrt-skrt that Rover I spent a whole six up in dover Margiela my collar I look like my father Why'd u even bother I'm richer I'm better 26 sh*t I dropped it on my sweater Just cause it's real leather Versace my feathers King sized set with the pillows Dick in her p**sy she call me her hero Dick in her mouth like a motherf**kin' churro Knot so fat like a f**kin' burrito Shout out taketa her p**sy much sweeter I lick it then stick it Then kick it right on to my brother Never f**k none of these hoes without rubbers B**ch I'm so fly I can float on a cover Now I see why you mad cause I made it over night And your b**ch love Boat now I see you wanna fight And I just cannot help it because she think that I'm right And she don't like you cause your music not excitin' Aye Lil Boat QC what up 150 DT gang-gang gang-gang gang-gang aye B**ch it's G Herbo swervin' so much Watch them start callin' me Swervo In the M6 two door drop with the turbo Engine from Russia my Balmains for Bergdorf My lil ho from Merlow Killas like Marlo Come to your block shoot it up with no sorrows Still ride with Glocks and them chops over lanos Let off them shells have you duckin' your taco and come back tomorrow Maison Like Capo Rollie or Beam my bracelet that Tahoe Riding an i8s in a race through Chicago Remember I used to rock Echo and Pac on that Balmain where I go Blunts full of pasto Remember I used to get free bands like Rocko Got a white b**ch snortin' lines they El Chapo Loadin' up 30's and countin' up guapo get top in my auto Oops I mean mobile on the way home to my house in Herbo Hills Remember them nights I was servin' with no deals Lil bro a** lurkin' he gon' kill rollin' off four pills My life is so trill I made a name off my block like I'm O'Neal Get face to face with them cops and I don't squeal Snitch to the b**ch but he went and did more years Niggas a hoe still Wake up get more bills Rich with my squad in Chiraq like I'm Bo Deal While in Miami we ridin' on four wheels 500 deep got the ops hidin' for years Pop out go trill Glock color oatmeal Know what I mean b**ch it's brown it ain't no steel Ridin' we lurkin' you better keep your steel You gotta be ready to use it in broad day You know little bro will Ay G Herbo 150 dream team b**ch shout out Coach Lil Boat what up