Do The Most lyrics

by

Damedot


Walk in the club
This b*tch den passed out

n*gga ran off on the plug
Now he assed out

Dawg gave me a red key
Then I massed out

Lil dawg starin
I hope that I dont have to whip the mag out

Got six cellphones
Still can't reach me

Real boss n*gga
b*tch please believe me

Got the head from her
Pass the b*tch to chi-chi

Ion want no goose or moncler
This bubble coat a DG

Ar-15 2-2-3’s
M-beam With a scope on that
I just had a threesome With some hoes
Offa party pack

G7 4's onna flo
Lemme call my aunty back

Whipped out that roll
sh*t hit the flo
b*tch had a heartattack

Lil b*tch trynna eat the whole di*k
Use to always risk my neck, so i froze it

All these lean bottles round my crib Look like a chemist lab
Lil b*tch wit me blow di*k like a ceiling fan

Pourin all this drink
Like ion give a damn
He dont know this insta flexin sh*t he doin Gone get him jammed

All that talkin these phones gone get a n*gga bammed
All that freaky sh*t she saying gone get this b*tch slammed

In the titty bar actin bad, Throwin ones
Yeah, we do the most
Ace of spade, Don p
b*tch,we dont do the rolls

All them hoes you n*ggas trynna run
We ran through them hoes

Stash house countin up these thousands
It's just me and bro
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