Divi Gz - On 2 The Next lyrics
[Divi Gz - On 2 The Next lyrics]
On 2 the next one on 2 the next
Walk in the building and
They all breaking necks on 2 the next one
On 2 the next next chick, next check
I got shit I should confess
On 2 the next one on 2 the next
Walk in the building and
They all breaking necks on 2 the next one
On 2 the next next chick, next check
I got shit I should confess
Wake up in the morning pray to
God to keep me blessed
If you ever seen me you
Would say I look possessed
It got in between me and her
You know the rest
I just need the money nothing more
Nothing less
Bitch my blocks hot, cops watch
Call it Code Red
You can't play hop scotch, shots pop
Better duck your head
I had no papa- Mama raised me up her best
My father figure was the streets
It taught me to protect, with this Tec
Ima blow this pistol like the
Whistle on a Ref it could be so simple but
You’d rather make me stress
I just wanna fly I don't wanna build a nest
My shooters do drive-by's
They just waiting for the text
You bout to go bye bye
You get sprayed like a pest
They say Divi too fly
Cause I hit it with the zest
Yeah I fucked yo bitch
Had to get it off my chest
You can have her back
That shit was whack I’m not impressed
On 2 the next one on 2 the next
Walk in the building and
They all breaking necks on 2 the next one
On 2 the next next chick
Next check I got shit I should confess
Walk in the building and
They all breaking necks on 2 the next one
On 2 the next next chick, next check
I got shit I should confess
On 2 the next one on 2 the next
Walk in the building and
They all breaking necks on 2 the next one
On 2 the next next chick, next check
I got shit I should confess
Wake up in the morning pray to
God to keep me blessed
If you ever seen me you
Would say I look possessed
It got in between me and her
You know the rest
I just need the money nothing more
Nothing less
Bitch my blocks hot, cops watch
Call it Code Red
You can't play hop scotch, shots pop
Better duck your head
I had no papa- Mama raised me up her best
My father figure was the streets
It taught me to protect, with this Tec
Ima blow this pistol like the
Whistle on a Ref it could be so simple but
You’d rather make me stress
I just wanna fly I don't wanna build a nest
My shooters do drive-by's
They just waiting for the text
You bout to go bye bye
You get sprayed like a pest
They say Divi too fly
Cause I hit it with the zest
Yeah I fucked yo bitch
Had to get it off my chest
You can have her back
That shit was whack I’m not impressed
On 2 the next one on 2 the next
Walk in the building and
They all breaking necks on 2 the next one
On 2 the next next chick
Next check I got shit I should confess