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Performed By: Apollo90seven
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Langston Burton




Apollo90seven - NEXT Lyrics
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I'ma let you run your mouth
I don't need nothing from ya
Couple trips down south
Better hope it's not a problem
It ain't nothing to reach out
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
She be all up on the net
I be on to the next
Keep my foot on they necks
I can't even break a sweat
I don't even want the sex
All I need is the checks
I don't even gotta text
She gone leave in a sec
She gone speed like a jet
We be cheesing to bet
I don't read into threats
I be feeding the set
What it do I been down since sixteen
Baby wanna see it on the big screen
Want a hand me down know you can't fit these
Mans know I get nifty
OT know it's risky
Too tied in no twisty
Always on my line know she miss me
Gotta hit decline I get shifty
This is not a sing-a-long
I got a Palm Angels on
Bout to run a marathon
Upping on the echelon
Only wanna freak-a-thon
Bout to waste a nigga time
Ima leave you in the line
You know the drill
Can't even fake it
I ain't tryna feel
But you born to shake it
You know the drill
Nah I can't mistake it
Know you one for thrills
Know you one for thrills
But I'ma let you run your mouth
I don't need nothing from ya
Couple trips down south
Better hope it's not a problem
It ain't nothing to reach out
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
Way you looking I can tell that you need something
OT baby we can go and see something
It's going up, know you watching all the income
I'm tryna hit you from the Brinks truck
Touchdown it's a link up
Must've got a nigga mixed up
I'm the one with the keys, baby it's us
Tell me what you thinking don't be crazy it ain't my fault
Know it's always ringing on the daily girl it's on off
Baby call off
I'm tryna log off
N let you pop off
Baby pop off
You know the drill
Can't even fake it
I ain't tryna feel
But you born to shake it
You know the drill
Nah I can't mistake it
Know you one for thrills
Know you one for thrills
But I'ma let you run your mouth
I don't need nothing from ya
Couple trips down south
Better hope it's not a problem
It ain't nothing to reach out
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
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I'ma let you run your mouth
I don't need nothing from ya
Couple trips down south
Better hope it's not a problem
It ain't nothing to reach out
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
She be all up on the net
I be on to the next
Keep my foot on they necks
I can't even break a sweat
I don't even want the sex
All I need is the checks
I don't even gotta text
She gone leave in a sec
She gone speed like a jet
We be cheesing to bet
I don't read into threats
I be feeding the set
What it do I been down since sixteen
Baby wanna see it on the big screen
Want a hand me down know you can't fit these
Mans know I get nifty
OT know it's risky
Too tied in no twisty
Always on my line know she miss me
Gotta hit decline I get shifty
This is not a sing-a-long
I got a Palm Angels on
Bout to run a marathon
Upping on the echelon
Only wanna freak-a-thon
Bout to waste a nigga time
Ima leave you in the line
You know the drill
Can't even fake it
I ain't tryna feel
But you born to shake it
You know the drill
Nah I can't mistake it
Know you one for thrills
Know you one for thrills
But I'ma let you run your mouth
I don't need nothing from ya
Couple trips down south
Better hope it's not a problem
It ain't nothing to reach out
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
Way you looking I can tell that you need something
OT baby we can go and see something
It's going up, know you watching all the income
I'm tryna hit you from the Brinks truck
Touchdown it's a link up
Must've got a nigga mixed up
I'm the one with the keys, baby it's us
Tell me what you thinking don't be crazy it ain't my fault
Know it's always ringing on the daily girl it's on off
Baby call off
I'm tryna log off
N let you pop off
Baby pop off
You know the drill
Can't even fake it
I ain't tryna feel
But you born to shake it
You know the drill
Nah I can't mistake it
Know you one for thrills
Know you one for thrills
But I'ma let you run your mouth
I don't need nothing from ya
Couple trips down south
Better hope it's not a problem
It ain't nothing to reach out
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
I be on to the next
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Writer: Langston Burton
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