Blu2sk3y - Next MC (feat. Twixxkvng & JasoBNGD) Lyrics

Killa
Niggas be tryna diss, tryna avoid me
Walk around thinkin' they the next Bun b
They say they got flows, but they can't f*ck with me

I just started, but you call me the next MC
I'm writin' bars like 1, 2, 3
Tryna see what my next song gonna be
With these flows, I don't know what it could be

All's I know is I'm tryna make history
I'm tryna make it, uh
Niggas keep poppin' like bacon, uh
Told her, I love her, I'm fakin

Got so much money, I might have to rake it, uh
Cover that nigga up just like a blanket
So many bullets in him, he won't make it
He would not make it when he see the drac hit

When I rob a nigga, I have to shoot him
Smokin' his gas while holdin' my toolie
Nigga keep talkin', I had to remove him
So many bullets, the doctor confusing

I got your bitch and she pickin' and choosin
All these lil' niggas be sleepin' and snoozin
They think they winnin', but they really losin
When I beat a nigga down, I'm abusin

Body be curlin', that body be movin
After we done with that nigga, he bruisin
I ain't tryna sneak this, you lil' nigga
But if you keep talkin', get shot with a toolie

Say you be goin' around shootin' these threes
But when I'm shootin' threes, you know I ain't hoopin
And I be f*ckin' your bitch, she be suckin' my dick
Yeah, you know that your bitch is a groupie

I got your bitch up at Katy at Mills
When she bendin' over, she give me the cookie
I'm gettin' head and I'm gettin' this bread
Wanna learn how to do it, then go read a bookie

I don't want this lil' nigga to shine
So I'ma stop dissin', it is what it should be
It is what it should be
Niggas talkin' shit, hey, y'all get a pole

Niggas talkin' shit, hey, y'all get gone
Talkin' shit, other nigga ain't gon' get him gone
Don't give a f*ck, y'all bitch on my phone
F*ckin' your bitch from the back while she wearin' a thong

She wearin' a thong, she's takin' a pic
Hell yeah, while I'm slappin' the booty
I'm slappin' the booty, I'm makin' this music
You know my niggas gon' get straight to it

We get straight to it, we get the bag
We flip that bitch, we get it back
We missin' our brother, we want him back
If a nigga play, blow his shit back

Niggas talkin' shit, I'm the f*ckin' gang
Hell yeah, we gon' remember that
I'm clutchin' on this pole
Hell yeah, I'm walkin' filthy, bro

Niggas talkin' shit, hell yeah
We comin' spill his f*ckin' fro
We gon' spill his fro
Yeah, that nigga, he a ho

And that nigga tryna chill with us
But he ain't really bro
I'ma take his bitch and f*ck that bitch
I took her to the store
Nigga ho

I robbed that nigga and I took his pole
Let's go
Niggas be tryna ditch, tryna avoid me
Walk around thinkin' they the next Bun B

They say they got flows, but they can't f*ck with me
I just started, but you call me the next MC
I'm writin' bars like 1, 2, 3
Tryna see what my next song gonna be

With these flows, I don't know what it could be
Alls I know is I'm tryna make history
Yeah