The Most

Don't be too surprised
Droopy with the eyes
Coupe it when I ride
Stupid with the vibes
A truth you can't deny
Ruger supersized
Your bitch testifies
Lambo with the swerve
Get what you deserve
Bitch, you is a bird
And your man's a herb
Oh, what you ain't heard?
Go learn that like a nerd
She squirting like a Nerf
Ooh wee she got the nerve

Big dank rolling, big bank never folding
Play my cards; Texas hold em - checks got my pockets swollen
She rocking chokers on her throat, I'm tryna get to know her throat
You think you will, I know you won't
Blowing smoke with Polish folk
Cold as Nova Scotia bro
Dope you just might overdose
Knocking like it's comatose
Up and down I roller coast
East or West I'm on your coast
Burning bread I call it toast
I think I just did the most

I just got a thing for that fetti
She know that I'm sincere but I go Tommy in her belly
Brown skinned Keisha; peanut butter with the jelly
If it's kinda smelly I'ma leave her at the telly
Phone started ringing; I picked up and it was Shellie
Said she had to show me cuz she couldn't really tell me
But I had to dub her cuz that bitch is way too messy
I run up a check in SoHo cuz I felt like flexing

Big dank rolling, big bank never folding
Play my cards; Texas hold em - checks got my pockets swollen
She rocking chokers on her throat, I'm tryna get to know her throat
You think you will, I know you won't
Blowing smoke with Polish folk
Cold as Nova Scotia bro
Dope you just might overdose
Knocking like it's comatose
Up and down I roller coast
East or West I'm on your coast
Burning bread I call it toast
I think I just did the most



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Writer(s): Stephen Hunte
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