Next Up
Part 1

[Intro]
Sykes 
Sykes 

[Verse 1: OnDrills]
Hard stepping out with my blade
With a sawn off dotts from my knees to my waist
Jump  out on yutes
Assist  my arm, aim high and shoot
Me and bro wanna turn man zoots
Invest  in dingers‚ trap and move
Biscy traps too‚ he'll also do up your chest for the crew
Rise and rise
Skengs on peds with violent guys
Or  4 man stuffed in a ride‚ 3 shanks, 1 mash, let's go and dine
Run down opps and spill their wine
He got - and - that's fine
Shout out Jugg and free the guys
Or 2 man step trynna pierce man's spine
Let's fill this whip and lurk
Back my blade trynna hurt this nerd
He done a whole 1-6 for a verse
All up to now he ain't named one works
You gotta trap‚ mash bread, get first
My Lyca twerks, my phone is burst
I'm in the bando bagging up herbs
Break down the box‚ put it  straight on the curb
Let's talk 'bout shotting
I'm on the ends, I do it no problem
DonDon is kway, outting packs, he does it often
Now back to the violence, Loose is signed but he still does chingings
Ay, what, are you listening?
Fuck the feds and free all my siblings
[Verse 2: Trapfit]
Youngest and baddest
Us man been them yutes way before we made that song
Ten toes there with my 15 inch
Trynna do someone wrong
The paigons lie in their tracks, how the fuck these yutes getting payed for their songs?
I back that mash
I didn't see nothing but bums and thongs
M-way trips, my driver's tired
I hope things don't go wrong
Lurk round town, putting on cats
I do that with DonDon
Nothing but drills and traps, no way can I lie on my song
I really mash work on the streets and I put that shit on my mum's
This barbie clocked my face so she trynna stick out her bum
I remember that day when me and - 2 man stepped and shh got bun
Rapid response if paigons think they can ever come
If you see SD and Jazz on a late night, man just run
I serve them cats in the late, while you're sleeping I'm chasing funds
I trap so, in the ends trynna purchase all of these guns
If the workers run with packs I'm turning up at drums
Trynna take a little man away if you ain't got LM funds
(Sykes)

Part 2
[Intro]
SebzBeats, baby
Free the gang
Rest in peace Latz, Harlem

[Verse 1: OnDrills]
The life that I live is nuts
I do drills trynna get man touched
4 man up in a blacked out whip, we do it tryna tape up strips
2 man sit on a ped
I’m on the back with a loaded skeng
Feds want me back in the pen
Birded off man, free my friends
I ain’t tryna go to prison
And I ain’t tryna meet that grave
I ain’t tryna lack on the streets
Buck into me get cheffed up bait
Barbies cat for the gang
2 man ride with a loaded tray
You don’t wanna be like your mates
Back that blade aim over the waist

[Verse 2: Trapfit]
This war won’t end
Invest in skengs tryna get man slapped
Me and DonDon bruck down zeds and serve these cats
Pedal bike mode, 2 waps, no chattings go ask MadMax
Anytime we get that drop OnDrills just wants to crash
They come to the ends in their new shit cars and their whips get smashed
I was on their block
2 man up and 10 of them dashed
I get so trappy in the ends ‘nuff kitty’s go check my stats
Slap, slap- slapped off broad daylight tryna slang at hats
[Verse 3: OnDrills]
All we do is ride
I can’t lack I’m certified
They gave my broski 10 in about 6 years, he’ll be back then
We got rambos going through flesh
And Scar-9’s going through mans chest
Back out my blade they leg
Swing that flicky and aim for your neck
I gotta trap and get this bread
Bruck down packs, thats 18 zeds
Free all my friends in my set
Some got birded, fuck the feds
R.I.P my hitta
I can’t lie that got me vexed
Anytime I step round there no less than 2 when I crash at them

[Verse 4: Trapfit]
Rest up my broski SA the baddest his age that’s facts
They can’t trap on their block cos they know it ain’t safe when my Spartans attack
I didn’t do well in school or colly so I gotta get rich off crack
Barbies catting to know my name, I told her relax
Skid round there on a 125 with Jazz on the back
Broskis catting to slap this mash at one of these twats
I bucked these yutes
So many times
1up with my splash
I stand my ground and then I pounce, trynna redrum this splash

[Verse 5: OnDrills & Trapfit]
You don’t wanna see Naghz insane
Step on your block that’s too much pain
GSplash will aim for your chest
Complete that wetting like, who is next?
When I step I aim for your vest
Back my blade take out your flesh
You don’t wanna get caught and wet
Spartans ride that’s demon set
Free my brodie Splash he move real cold when he splash
Free my bro Fatai he loved going OT and serving cats
I gotta take this gyal on road
I just wanna jeet
I don’t wanna be your man
Free my broski Jugg
He got 10 years cah he went insane on a man