This is a song about "Next"

Peacefull, the next im crude,

Pockets probably like fried food

Money ain't a thing

You wake the next morning

My god come before this bread

I be calling who next!? who next!!

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Better then sex is what goes on next.

You don't know whats coming next

Carol city or was it the west

Just the next girl to blow,

And i made it with that dope flow

So who the fuck gonna bark next?

One time for the ville that cole rep