The Most

I ain't no dopeboy but I'm dope, boy
Niggas is mad cuz they broke boy
Sit the fuck down, have a smile on the coke boy
This shit ain't no joke boy
You don't want the smoke boy
I strangle and choke boys
Throw 'em in back the wrangler duct taped so they vocal folds ain't making no noise
I will never whip Rolls Royce
I gotta be able to dip when I feel like it
Riding round the city like the Jeep is hiking
Skating on these niggas, you can call me Nyjah
Gotta disorder but mentally I'm fine, bitch get on board
Bitch I'm a bronco, forget a Ford
I'm dripped in shit that you can't afford
I'm sharp as fuck, bitch a I been a sword
Cutting these tracks like a Puerto Rican, but I'm crossing these borders like Mexicans, Whoa
I feast on rappers then turn em into fecal matter, Heady made a mess again, gross
I'm all grown up, ain't no Peter Paning, but I'm fly as fuck and got a lot of green, dope
Niggas be wishing that they could be me but I tell em my life is not what it seems, nope
I say it's not all it's cracked up to be, why
Cause niggas will constantly fuck with me, they try
And niggas who owe me be ducking me
Po po be constantly cuffing me
Luckily I got a couple of lawyers around me, my brother be keeping me sucker free, fuck A fee
My niggas riding pro-bono
I don't know how y'all niggas do it, but bitch I be doing the most

They said I'd be dead or in jail but the bars got me chilling in ghosts
I put up my story, the people adored me then followed my posts
I'm fucking the game up, these niggas okay but it's not even close
Got them all on they toes
Bitch I'm doing the most

Most of these niggas be rapping bout trapping but really they capping
Cause what's really happening is most of them tough until I come around with the smoke, now they huffing and puffin; I'm baffled
Cause most of the time I just stick to myself until niggas harass me
That's when I get active
And they get their ass kicked
I lay 'em in caskets
Then bake 'em to ashes
These fakers are plastic
Most of these rappers belong in a trashcan
Hot garbage bitch, waste paper basket
Most of these niggas chasing pussy
I got bitches racing to me like Danika Patrick
Most of these bitches be tricking these niggas with implants and ass lifts
They be bullshitting like they got high standards but they ain't got a frame for they Mattress, yaz bitch
Most of you niggas believe that these rappers be acting but really that's backwards Whoa
Most of them bitches ain't ever step foot in these trenches; they don't know the Password, nope
Most of instagram is flooded with niggas who flexing but ain't got a bank account, broke
And most of these ballers be broke and can't play they positions; that's when they get Taken out, bro
Like what in the fuck were you thinking bout
You niggas should prolly take safer routes
You posted them pics of bricks and sticks and thought you could make it home safe and sound
Now listen, allow me to break it down
These niggas are real from they ankle down
I put em on blast; a hypocrite bastard
The curtain comes down and I take a bow

They said I'd be dead or in jail but the bars got me chilling in ghosts
I put up my story, the people adored me then followed my posts
I'm fucking the game up, these niggas okay but it's not even close
Got them all on they toes
Bitch I'm doing the most