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The Next (That Neck) Video (MV)




Performed By: LØRDGANG
Length: 3:43
Written by: LC Shorter




LØRDGANG - The Next (That Neck) Lyrics




On to the next
We moving and hustlin
We on to the next
She gave me that neck
So I'm on to the next
Chasing this cash
So I'm on to the next
On to the next
The squad we up next
I made this beat
So she threw me that neck
And we on to the next
So sign me the check
I want the blue
So cut me the check
We are up next
Load up the gat
Boys who stay strapped
I am the boy
Only rock yeezys homie these ain't even roshes
When I die tell my homies roll me up and smoke me
I am up next

Said Im the boy
Recognize real
I don't recognize you
You feeling what I feel
We just want em bills
I just want em blue
Everyone's a hater
Ain't that the truth
Versace suit
Hibachi too
Girl I'm up next
Throw me that neck
I am the best
Drop in the snare
My flow is so rare
Girls love my hair
Girls love my shoes
I am the dude
My friends are some goons
The girls love the crew
They don't know you
They don't know you
And they love the crew

On to the next
We moving and hustlin
We on to the next
She gave me that neck
So I'm on to the next
Chasing this cash
So I'm on to the next
On to the next
The squad we up next
I made this beat
So she threw me that neck
And we on to the next
So sign me the check
I want the blue
So cut me the check
We are up next
Load up the gat
Boys who stay strapped
I am the boy
Only rock yeezys homie these ain't even roshes
When I die tell my homies roll me up and smoke me
I am up next

I had the master plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs
He tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask
Who's next
I got my honey on the Amtrak
With the crack in the crack of her ass
Two pounds of hash in the stash
I wait for hon to make some quick cash
I told her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally loungin black
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand stacks
Had to re

On to the next
We moving and hustlin
We on to the next
She gave me that neck
So I'm on to the next
Chasing this cash
So I'm on to the next
On to the next
The squad we up next
I made this beat
So she threw me that neck
And we on to the next
So sign me the check
I want the blue
So cut me the check
We are up next
Load up the gat
Boys who stay strapped
I am the boy
Only rock yeezys homie these ain't even roshes
When I die tell my homies roll me up and smoke me
I am up next
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On to the next
We moving and hustlin
We on to the next
She gave me that neck
So I'm on to the next
Chasing this cash
So I'm on to the next
On to the next
The squad we up next
I made this beat
So she threw me that neck
And we on to the next
So sign me the check
I want the blue
So cut me the check
We are up next
Load up the gat
Boys who stay strapped
I am the boy
Only rock yeezys homie these ain't even roshes
When I die tell my homies roll me up and smoke me
I am up next

Said Im the boy
Recognize real
I don't recognize you
You feeling what I feel
We just want em bills
I just want em blue
Everyone's a hater
Ain't that the truth
Versace suit
Hibachi too
Girl I'm up next
Throw me that neck
I am the best
Drop in the snare
My flow is so rare
Girls love my hair
Girls love my shoes
I am the dude
My friends are some goons
The girls love the crew
They don't know you
They don't know you
And they love the crew

On to the next
We moving and hustlin
We on to the next
She gave me that neck
So I'm on to the next
Chasing this cash
So I'm on to the next
On to the next
The squad we up next
I made this beat
So she threw me that neck
And we on to the next
So sign me the check
I want the blue
So cut me the check
We are up next
Load up the gat
Boys who stay strapped
I am the boy
Only rock yeezys homie these ain't even roshes
When I die tell my homies roll me up and smoke me
I am up next

I had the master plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs
He tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask
Who's next
I got my honey on the Amtrak
With the crack in the crack of her ass
Two pounds of hash in the stash
I wait for hon to make some quick cash
I told her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally loungin black
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand stacks
Had to re

On to the next
We moving and hustlin
We on to the next
She gave me that neck
So I'm on to the next
Chasing this cash
So I'm on to the next
On to the next
The squad we up next
I made this beat
So she threw me that neck
And we on to the next
So sign me the check
I want the blue
So cut me the check
We are up next
Load up the gat
Boys who stay strapped
I am the boy
Only rock yeezys homie these ain't even roshes
When I die tell my homies roll me up and smoke me
I am up next
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Writer: LC Shorter
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