Freezie Da Iceman - Next Up Lyrics

I took a quarter out of a whole thang and whipped it
You ain't smoking zaza keep ya distance
I'm up early with da biscuit chasin chicken
You ain't talking bout no money we ain't listening
I took a quarter out of a whole thang and whipped it
You ain't smoking zaza keep ya distance
I'm up early with da biscuit chasin chicken
You ain't talking bout no money we ain't listening
All the bitches fuck with me say I'm different
I don't give a fuck a bout bitch in her feelings
It ain't about no money why da fuck you talking period
All da side talking nigga doing I ain't hearing it
Bag on me like I'm moving out but we in here
Let a nigga play shots fired leave you in here
I ain't letting shit slide it's up den it's stuck
Jay's in and out trap I got the best stuff
Lil bro was down I turn round picked him up
In the kitchen getting busy all hustle no luck
You tryna get da bag pay attention fuck wit us
Two sixty on da dash I don't even buckle up
Back in elementary last time I road the bus
Bitch get out of line replace wit another one
Money on my mind share bitches with my brothers
Bae we in Miami it's to hot for a rubber
Bitch I'm da one you'll never find another
Told her if she love me put dis in her ass and stuff it
Baby girl solid she thorough it ain't nothing
You ain't following me on da gram nigga fuck you
I was losing money chasing love lost friends
Now I'm losing love chasing money fuck a friend
Count it up recount then count it up again
Count it up recount then count it up again
I took a quarter out of a whole thang and whipped it
You ain't smoking zaza keep ya distance
I'm up early with da biscuit chasin chicken
You ain't talking bout no money we ain't listening

I took a quarter out of a whole thang and whipped it
You ain't smoking zaza keep ya distance
I'm up early with da biscuit chasin chicken
You ain't talking bout no money we ain't listening
I took a quarter out of a whole thang and whipped it
You ain't smoking zaza keep ya distance
I'm up early with da biscuit chasin chicken
You ain't talking bout no money we ain't listening
All the bitches fuck with me say I'm different
I don't give a fuck a bout bitch in her feelings
It ain't about no money why da fuck you talking period
All da side talking nigga doing I ain't hearing it
Bag on me like I'm moving out but we in here
Let a nigga play shots fired leave you in here
I ain't letting shit slide it's up den it's stuck
Jay's in and out trap I got the best stuff
Lil bro was down I turn round picked him up
In the kitchen getting busy all hustle no luck
You tryna get da bag pay attention fuck wit us
Two sixty on da dash I don't even buckle up
Back in elementary last time I road the bus
Bitch get out of line replace wit another one
Money on my mind share bitches with my brothers
Bae we in Miami it's to hot for a rubber
Bitch I'm da one you'll never find another
Told her if she love me put dis in her ass and stuff it
Baby girl solid she thorough it ain't nothing
You ain't following me on da gram nigga fuck you
I was losing money chasing love lost friends
Now I'm losing love chasing money fuck a friend
Count it up recount then count it up again
Count it up recount then count it up again
I took a quarter out of a whole thang and whipped it
You ain't smoking zaza keep ya distance
I'm up early with da biscuit chasin chicken
You ain't talking bout no money we ain't listening