UH Justo - Next Day Lyrics

Let it ride
Know that im gone slide
Fuckin with that money be the reason you gone die
UH till the death of me
Scream free the guys
Know we'll be alright
Serving in this bitch like a mf waiter
I got wat you need come and get it now or later
My bitch juicy fruit I call here now or later
Lately I been locked in focused on this paper
But let me switch up
Y'all talk gansta shit but it ain't adding up
Y'all got all these guns for what, just to go out sad asf
If you sliding next day put your ratchet up
Fuck around and kill all of these niggas just for acting tough
Get a bitch to set him up
Buy a seg to wet him up
Boy I'm to official got my whistle I can ref you up
Know I keep a glizzy but at the house I got my tec put up
Bet you couldn't name some young niggas who as hot as us
Leave it up to me I want em all gone
Where the fuck my heart gone
Did him dirty and show no mercy and we know we dead wrong
Rip his head gone
Who you with throw it up
Oh that cuz show him love
Oh he acting crazy fuck it let me go and grab my gloves
UH to the death you fw MOP and I can get you touched
Anybody shot above the head you know that shit was us
Leave it up to me they dead
All the opp they fucking scared
All this pain im sippin red
All this pain going to my head
Get a job and be a citizen
Imma hit the trap instead
All my niggas moving militant
But it's still fuck the feds
Leave it up to me I want em all gone
Where the fuck my heart gone
Did him dirty and show no mercy and we know we dead wrong
Rip his head gone
Y'all ain't slide yet
Y'all ain't ride yet
I been on some chill shit
That's why y'all ain't die yet
Y'all ain't slide yet
Y'all ain't ride yet
I been on some chill shit
That's why y'all ain't die yet

Let it ride
Know that im gone slide
Fuckin with that money be the reason you gone die
UH till the death of me
Scream free the guys
Know we'll be alright
Serving in this bitch like a mf waiter
I got wat you need come and get it now or later
My bitch juicy fruit I call here now or later
Lately I been locked in focused on this paper
But let me switch up
Y'all talk gansta shit but it ain't adding up
Y'all got all these guns for what, just to go out sad asf
If you sliding next day put your ratchet up
Fuck around and kill all of these niggas just for acting tough
Get a bitch to set him up
Buy a seg to wet him up
Boy I'm to official got my whistle I can ref you up
Know I keep a glizzy but at the house I got my tec put up
Bet you couldn't name some young niggas who as hot as us
Leave it up to me I want em all gone
Where the fuck my heart gone
Did him dirty and show no mercy and we know we dead wrong
Rip his head gone
Who you with throw it up
Oh that cuz show him love
Oh he acting crazy fuck it let me go and grab my gloves
UH to the death you fw MOP and I can get you touched
Anybody shot above the head you know that shit was us
Leave it up to me they dead
All the opp they fucking scared
All this pain im sippin red
All this pain going to my head
Get a job and be a citizen
Imma hit the trap instead
All my niggas moving militant
But it's still fuck the feds
Leave it up to me I want em all gone
Where the fuck my heart gone
Did him dirty and show no mercy and we know we dead wrong
Rip his head gone
Y'all ain't slide yet
Y'all ain't ride yet
I been on some chill shit
That's why y'all ain't die yet
Y'all ain't slide yet
Y'all ain't ride yet
I been on some chill shit
That's why y'all ain't die yet