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letra de what's next - k camp

[pre-chorus: g*nius & k camp]
i just k!lled a city, what’s next? (yeah)
took off on my ex, what’s next? (gone)
house up in the hill, what’s next? (what’s next?)
i been chasin’ mils, what’s next? (what’s next?)

[chorus: k camp]
i just copped a coupe, what’s next? (what’s next?)
collins with no roof, what’s next? (what’s next?)
he ain’t got no juice, what’s next? (what’s next?)
know that i’m the truth, what’s next? (let’s go, let’s go)
oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh)
i just copped a coupe, what’s next? (skrrt)
collins with no roof, what’s next?

[verse 1: k camp]
i just copped a coupe, what’s next? (skrrt)
collins with no roof, what’s next? (collins)
she gon’ let me scoop, what’s next? (what’s next?)
you ain’t got no proof, what’s next? (what’s next?)
took off on these b-tches (camp), what’s next? (what’s next?)
made it out them trenches (camp), what’s next? (what’s next?)
i done seen them m’s, what’s next? (m’s)
i ain’t one of them, what’s next? (nah)
b-tch just be your town, i came in to get mine
i came in to cause h-ll, long way from that nextel
free my n-ggas in that cell, free my n-ggas down the road
stay one thousand with my partners, swear to god i never fold (no)
old b-tches wan’ cool (cool), double r, no roof (roof)
b-tch i’m smokin’ fruit (fruit), i been had the juice (juice)
i been had the waves (waves), g*nius, that’s my ace (ace)
if you in the way (way), that is where you lay

[chorus: k camp & nessly]
i just copped a coupe, what’s next? (what’s next?)
collins with no roof, what’s next? (what’s next?)
he ain’t got no juice, what’s next? (what’s next?)
know that i’m the truth, what’s next? (let’s go, let’s go)
oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh)
i just copped a coupe, what’s next? (skrrt, yeah)
collins with no roof, what’s next? (nessly still finessin’, nessly still finessin’, yeah)

[verse 2: nessly]
n-ggas take off they jewelry, look like an alien with that green skin
friday i f-ck an australian, sat-rday i f-ck a b-tch out in england
n-ggas be thinkin’ we on the same page and i think that they lame, we not linkin’
she pull up and give me that p-ssy, i put her in the living room with a blanket, yeah
vvs, i want my trinket
ayy, brita filter ’round my motherf-ckin’ wrist
and i got your girlfriend want to drink it
all these blue hundreds take way too much room up
i gotta burn ’em like an incense
only kings in my lineage
with these tings in my condominium
fake diamonds got a n-gga neck changin’ colors like aunt vivian
yeah, ballin’ like michael
sippin’ on cups of that sp-ce jam
lit with about fifty b-tches from instagram, like an alien invasion
look like a fashion nova casting
they used to want to go to aspen
now they hittin’ slopes in the bathroom
put ’em back in rotation

[outro]
hey babe, i’ve called you like six times
listen, i know you see me callin’ you
call me back, bye

- k camp

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