Quentin Miller - What's Next Remix lyrics

[ Verse 1: Alec Gomez ] f** renting b**h I own it Whippin' foreigns like it's stolen Gold around my neck Ain't no Chuck E. Cheese tokens b**h I'm woke while they sleepin' Mind goin' off the deep end Insanity is settin' in No pain but Imma need some sedatives Drive-by's on your b**h a** 120 shots like I bench press Money is my interest And my girl is perfect Spending money 'cause she worth it Hunned bands on the purses Making double from my verses Got foreigns in the driveway Bears by the fire place Homies say they poppin' but they still ain't off of MySpace I'm buying straight up f** a lease Make a hater rest in peace What they make in 90 years I spend a day on a Mona Lis(a) You ain't f**in' with me f*ggot you a kid, go and watch some f**in' Disney You spend 60 on a quicky probably jackin' off to Nicki You a loser ain't no shooter piece of sh** from the sewer Agh [Hook: Travis Scott] What's next, depending how I'm tryna disrespect Might get a gold chain and that's what's next Yeah n***a what's next Might have to go and see the vet Cause I dogged my hoe for a check Yeah n***a what's next Tryna play both sides of the net That's how you wipe out your whole set Yeah n***a what's next, try to send a couple k**ers at my neck If I die my hologram gon' flex Yeah n***a what's next [ Verse 2: Alec Gomez ] f**in' f*ggots try to hate Always try to imitate But I got what they don't Money, j**elery, p**y on my dinner plate Movin' work up and down the interstate Gotta say Any day I'm gettin' money is a good day Ideas I got a lot of ideas Lost in the sauce like I'm walkin' up at Ikea Drippin' off the water Drippin' off the water You just mad 'cause I'm idolized by your daughter What's next Runnin' through the bands and cashin' checks 150 shots for any hater trynna test Yeah yeah Imma flex You now f**in' with the best I come up on the track and talk a whole lotta mess It's the G to the O to the M E Z South side war gorilla ain't no f**in' with me S God I'm heaven sent All you f*gs irrelevant New Age f**in' president I'm the best that's evident Agh They say raise the bar sh** I'd rather raise the tab f** takin' several shots Imma empty out the tap Chasin' money green vision Premonitions of me winnin' I'm a connoisseur of women She be on her knees no religion I ain't give up on God Other way instead I tried to reach out but I got left on read Guess that's the reason I've succumbed to the demons and I've just been scheming Evil sh** in my head (Enough said) And I ain't stoppin' till I'm makin' Christians upset "He said he's done with God!!" Yeah b**h and I ain't even done yet Spittin' all this hell like I f**in' own the place Mid-evil torture flow when I'm swinggin' with the mace Uh Blastin' with the hammers like I'm workin' in construction Every night gettin' hammered on a road to self destruction If you tryna flex then the Ninas get to bustin' Ain't no talkin' there's no need for discussion [Hook: Travis Scott] What's next, depending how I'm tryna disrespect Might get a gold chain and that's what's next Yeah n***a what's next Might have to go and see the vet Cause I dogged my hoe for a check Yeah n***a what's next Tryna play both sides of the net That's how you wipe out your whole set Yeah n***a what's next, try to send a couple k**ers at my neck If I die my hologram gon' flex Yeah n***a what's next