Ynw Bortlen Up Next Lyrics

[Intro]
([?])
(Damn Savion, you good)
Icey gang, Johnny Dang
(AT)
Glacier man, stop playin'
Hundred, thirty, big thirty stick

[Chorus]
Young Cortlen done been fresh (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round chasin' me a check (Yeah)
Remember when slime told me I'm up next
Young nigga ain't gotta stress (Yeah)
I want the Ms, no NCS
f*ck friends, I'm all about my dawgs (Friends), all about Benjamins
Niggas talkin', they flexin' hard
But, guess what? I'ma do me
f*ck all shit, I'ma mind my business
Get to these racks, I run up these riches
Niggas be with it, they really they bitches
I know what I want, I know what I'm on
I know what I want, I'ma grind for it
And, I'ma shine with it
Okay [?]
[Vesre 1]
(Woo-woo-woo)
Young Nigga World, Young Nigga Way
We get to thе digits (Ah)
We f*ckin' on bitches (Ah)
I remеmber when I had nothin'
Walkin' 'round the hood tryin' to have some
But f*ck all that shit, I'm all about money
[?]
Niggas be trollin', niggas be bitches
Huh, YNW with it
The Young Nigga Way, it's forever
Now, we together, oh, we gon' shine together
These nigga don't know 'bout none of that, they don't even know what loyalty is
Loyalty is
All my niggas who I know from the dirt R.I.P. Tay Tay, and free one young, free Montrell, and free all my dawgs
My nigga locked up, ain't doin' they time
Our people been [?] I was chosen
Young nigga focused, young nigga [?]
Used to stolo ride, jugg, take time
Young nigga, you gon' shine
Shout out my niggas down in the dirt
But f*ck that shit, we gon' keep it goin' for 'em
This that slime foreign
In the skies, I'm lookin' down on 'em
Grandma, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm gon' be somethin'
So, f*ck it, let's get money
[Chorus]
Young Cortlen done been fresh (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round chasin' me a check (Yeah)
Remember when slime told me I'm up next
Young nigga ain't gotta stress (Yeah)
I want the Ms, no NCS
f*ck friends, I'm all about my dawgs (Friends), all about Benjamins
Niggas talkin', they flexin' hard
But, guess what? I'ma do me
f*ck all shit, I'ma mind my business
Get to these racks, I run up these riches
Niggas be with it, they really they bitches
I know what I want, I know what I'm on
I know what I want, I'ma grind for it
And, I'ma shine with it
Okay [?]

[Outro]
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Free all my nigga down in the pen, know y'all comin' home soon
Yeah