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Next Move
14
Hip-Hop/Rap
Next Move fue lanzado el 14 de enero de 2026 por Cleopatra Records como parte del álbum Turbo EP
album cover
ÁlbumTurbo EP
Fecha de lanzamiento14 de enero de 2026
Sello discográficoCleopatra Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM73

Letra

Yeah, yeah, uh
I spilled lean on my pants (Ooh, yeah)
I just spilled on my—
Yeah, I spilled lean on my pants
I just spilled lean on my—
Yeah, I spilled, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I spilled lean on my pants
This ho wanna fuck, she don't know who I am
Blew a hundred thousand, I play with them bands
Woah, baby, I'm hard to impress
He want the smoke, I ain't savin' no rest
Flew out to LA to pick up a check
They tryna figure out my next move
Doin' drugs, that's what I'm into
Bitch, I'm the man 'round here
You can get robbed broad day 'round here
I'm blowin' gas in the atmosphere
He paid for a song, but I ain't get it cleared
Woah, racks on top of racks
I need my trunk in the front, not the back
Every day the weekend, I don't ever relax
She mad at me, I ignored her text
I got rain on the windows
You can really die, bro
That bitch said I jumped in too deep, now I'm just 'bout to drown, bro
I got some racks, yeah (Racks, yeah)
I got some racks, yeah (Racks, yeah)
Wanna get my money big, look at my stacks, yeah (Stacks, yeah)
This ho up on my dick, she wanna kiss, no (Kiss, no)
Yeah, that bitch gave me head, you got your mind blown
I gotta get up and get me a check, yeah (Check, yeah)
What you gon' do?
**** can die just for simple beef on Internet threads, yeah (Threads, yeah)
I can count this money all day (Money all day)
Huh, huh, huh
She just wanna play with the sleigh (Play with the sleigh)
Play, play, play
I spilled lean on her pants
Now she gotta wear my pants
This shit up, stuck, it's in the fuckin' sky, it ain't comin' back
Pass that fuckin' cup, I'm sick as fuck, I'm high up on these meds
I'm screamin', "B-I-P" to Spook, I got that ho up on my dick
Man, that **** play with the gas, yeah
I'm on codeine, she on X
Yeah, I spilled lean on my pants
This ho wanna fuck, she don't know who I am
Blew a hundred thousand, I play with them bands
Woah, baby, I'm hard to impress
He want the smoke, I ain't savin' no rest
Flew out to LA to pick up a check
They tryna figure out my next move
Doin' drugs, that's what I'm into
Bitch, I'm the man 'round here
You can get robbed broad day 'round here
I'm blowin' gas in the atmosphere
He paid for a song, but I ain't get it cleared
Woah, racks on top of racks
I need my trunk in the front, not the back
Every day the weekend, I don't ever relax
She mad at me, I ignored her text
Written by: Denzell Young, Kevin Gainer
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