Xloudy - Up Next! Lyrics

I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck
I don't associate with opps, so you know I'm with my bloody
I'm a natural at this shit, I ain't never even study
I'm with my Irish bitch so you know I'm getting lucky
Smokin musty, getting money, I ain't never sippin' muddy
Lil bitch off the Henny, fuck lean 2020
I'm getting all this bread, you collecting all the pennies
Growing steady, you get ready, they gon' fuck wit Xloudy heavy
Shoutout to Nelk Boys cos you know we finna send it
Fendi, Prada, Gucci, all that shit
It don't really mean nothin', I ain't never had it
Get my Spotify check, count it up and add it
I'm a fiend for this money, turned into an addict
With my Puma jacket, I ain't never getting cold
You collecting loans, I ain't never goin' broke
What the fuck you sayin, I ain't gon respect no hoes
But you know I'm up next, yeah my life gon' be a show
I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck
I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck
Lil bitch, this is it
Going up, young jit
I get it all, you get a bit
I ain't never gonna quit
I ain't never gonna stop, yeah bitch that's my mission
If these people talking shit, why the fuck they still listen?
This my life, spice it up like a motherfucking chicken
Yeah imma shoot my shot, I feel like I'm Scottie Pippen
I feel like Scottie Pippen, but rest in peace to Kobe
I had a realization, no one really fucking know me
Imma give you clout tokens, but remember you gon' owe me
Yeah I miss my slime, so you know this for my homie
This for my homie XIX X, yeah shoutout to Mauritius
Yeah my life like a movie, I ain't talking bout insidious
My bitch like Nas X, so I told that bitch to giddy up
I throw up like the Sims, so you know I throw my city up
I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck
I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck

I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck
I don't associate with opps, so you know I'm with my bloody
I'm a natural at this shit, I ain't never even study
I'm with my Irish bitch so you know I'm getting lucky
Smokin musty, getting money, I ain't never sippin' muddy
Lil bitch off the Henny, fuck lean 2020
I'm getting all this bread, you collecting all the pennies
Growing steady, you get ready, they gon' fuck wit Xloudy heavy
Shoutout to Nelk Boys cos you know we finna send it
Fendi, Prada, Gucci, all that shit
It don't really mean nothin', I ain't never had it
Get my Spotify check, count it up and add it
I'm a fiend for this money, turned into an addict
With my Puma jacket, I ain't never getting cold
You collecting loans, I ain't never goin' broke
What the fuck you sayin, I ain't gon respect no hoes
But you know I'm up next, yeah my life gon' be a show
I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck
I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck
Lil bitch, this is it
Going up, young jit
I get it all, you get a bit
I ain't never gonna quit
I ain't never gonna stop, yeah bitch that's my mission
If these people talking shit, why the fuck they still listen?
This my life, spice it up like a motherfucking chicken
Yeah imma shoot my shot, I feel like I'm Scottie Pippen
I feel like Scottie Pippen, but rest in peace to Kobe
I had a realization, no one really fucking know me
Imma give you clout tokens, but remember you gon' owe me
Yeah I miss my slime, so you know this for my homie
This for my homie XIX X, yeah shoutout to Mauritius
Yeah my life like a movie, I ain't talking bout insidious
My bitch like Nas X, so I told that bitch to giddy up
I throw up like the Sims, so you know I throw my city up
I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck
I'm up next, catch a flight, money up like private jet
Space Demon, 666, I got horns on my head
I can't kick it wit that lil bitch, cos that hoe ain't from my set
Yeah I think I caught pneumonia, all this ice up on my neck