Next Up (feat. Surf) Video (MV)

(Auddi f*cking made this shit)
Yeah
We pull up to the stu
You came in who are you
You want the smoke came with the crew
All my teeth are f*cking blue
Yeah we cool when we flex yeah
Me and Surf we are next yeah
Only milly's on the checks yeah
Can't even text my ex yeah
Fire beat me and Surf we are loaded
I think this fire yeah we are f*cking goated
All my cards, all my cash in my wallet
I think our bank accounts have exploded
Yeah, and we get f*cking noticed
Every day and every time they're asking for it
Yeah, and I'm doing fire music
Yeah, never doing that trash shit
I got a Glock want an AK yeah
Doing music like every day yeah
And I'm back from a vaycay yeah
Best producer that I got aye
Yeah
We pull up to the stu
You came in who are you
You want the smoke came with the crew
All my teeth are f*cking blue
Yeah we cool when we flex yeah
Me and Surf we are next yeah
Only milly's on the checks yeah
Can't even text my ex
Yeah yeah yeah
They try to act like they don't need me
They hide from me like they don't see me
Deep down inside they want to be me
Deep down inside they want to be me
I made a hundred racks while being me that's sick okay
I just need these bands I don't need no bitch okay
I can use my hands I don't need no stick okay
I can shoot my shot I don't need assist okay
Got this money started working
She wants to see me on the surface
I count up till' my hands hurting, Yeah
I got the Prada she want Birkin, Yeah
Oh, huh, wait, pause
(uh uh)
Made her put her hands on the walls, Yeah
I just want some diamonds in my jaws, Yeah
I just want some diamonds in my jaws
Yeah
We pull up to the stu
(To the stu, Oh)
You came in who are you
(Who are you, Oh oh)
You want the smoke came with the crew
All my teeth are f*cking blue
Yeah we cool when we flex yeah
Me and Surf we are next yeah
Only milly's on the checks yeah
Can't even text my ex yeah