Lil Yachty - Up Next lyrics

I think I'm the sh**, mouth on the gliss Church up from the 6, Cartier wrist Cartier eyes, shot all oh my gods Knock em' from the side, throw em' in the tide n***as talkin down, b**hes talkin down He ain't talkin money, I don't hear a sound n***as really clown, can't f** wit RD Chopper on the seat, riding with the heat Youngest n***a flexin, countin' Ben Franklin's n***as think they hard, my n***as take they necklace n***as not reckless, load a Smith & Wesson Type to f** ya mother, type to k** ya brother Type to catch a case and pa** of flying colors You the type to f** a b**h without a rubber Dance with her you love her, n***as soft like covers n***as sweet like sherbet, now you buying gerbert I know n***as ain't f**in' with me Youngest n***a round the f**in' city X pills make me feel like Diddy I be poppin' ace pour it on the titty Good [?] got me so saditty, I just flipped a 50 to 160 Heard lame n***as tryna stick me Run up on me she won't be so nippy Get a n***a kilt in a jiffy I be pouring double cups to up a lift me Been the flyest youngin' since the last century Give a damn about a n***a history Talkin' down it's gon be a mystery Got good raps b**hes wanna kiss me Double dip, in the p**y 2 models, poppin bottles n***as hatin', but they a** follow Got a Asian b**h, all she do is swallow In a 2 door goin' full throttle like yah