Текст песни Up Next - Kings

Who it gon' be
You, you, you
Nah for real
Like who it gon' be
Me or me or me
Yeah, A
Woah

Up next, every move I make
I make 'em upset
Roll another Cardi call me Offset
Closure and Corona with that success

Like I been blessed
I need no rest
I just roll flex and I wrote this
Counting hits I just start shit
Your girl loves it and I get paid
Business, like

I just paid my taxes on a family farm
All black everything we run a hundred yard
You gon' need a bigger team to run it up
Man we just don't give a fuck
Everything we do, we do it properly

A lot of fake fans think they know me
I run a operation like Shinobi
They looking at me like:
Who it gon' be

You, you, you
Nah for real
Like who it gon' be
Me or me or me
Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah

No mistake who I be
Look like strong Hercules
Greatness in dna
M.I.A not for me

Moves like Jagger at least
Don't chase paper on trees
My bro there taught to me
Homies your worst enemies, so

I talk shit with the old me
And he told me
I got you up here, time to show me
I reply with a fire so flame, so strange
My reflection dissolving

New king, new king now
New king, new king now
New king man, who it gon' be

You, you, you
Nah for real
Like who it gon' be
Me or me or me
Yeah