Got the Most
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's go) (Uh-uh)
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's go) (Uh-uh)
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's go) (Uh-uh)
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's go)
Hop in the coupe hit the gas with my toe, bye-bye
I'm rolling up dozer, little baby I'm so high, high
Won't walk in the club unless they let me tote, my nine
Lil shorty got throat yeah lil mama the goat
She know I got the most bank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most rank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most bank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most rank, she know I got the most
She want to be my lil bae (yuh-yeah)
I take her on a little maki date (aye, let's go)
After that, take her home I'm still stuffing her face (woo)
She want flowers no I'm not stuffing her vase
She like boy you got powers you stayed up for eight
Ain't have dinner my dick what she ate (okay)
Taking drugs and we staying up late
Bump Turbo she don't listen to Drake (okay)
Don't got turbo but this bitch a V8
Wrist looking healthy that bitch a V8
Treat you lil niggas like lunch on my plate
You niggas pussy that's why you got ate
I'm rocking Gucci the one with the snake
Cook the dope good but my foot in the pot
Bitch I'm on top and I flex like The Rock
Pockets been fruitful they starting to rot
Seen rappers come round and she started to pop
Dick in her stomach now she healthy on God (God)
In that G37 can't catch me I'm gone (gone, gone, gone, lets go, go, go, go)
Hop in the coupe hit the gas with my toe, bye-bye
I'm rolling up dozer, little baby I'm so high, high
Won't walk in the club unless they let me tote, my nine
Lil shorty got throat yeah lil mama the goat
She know I got the most bank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most rank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most bank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most rank, she know I got the most
Hop out a ghost, rolling up blowing down Pac-Man
Red dot on this pussy, look like we doing a CAT scan
How about a toast we done upgraded from trapping
How about a toast we done upgraded from broke
We finna touch Santa how we going north
(woo woo)
(Ayee)
(Baby)
(Skrrt)
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's go) (Uh-uh)
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's go) (Uh-uh)
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's go)
Hop in the coupe hit the gas with my toe, bye-bye
I'm rolling up dozer, little baby I'm so high, high
Won't walk in the club unless they let me tote, my nine
Lil shorty got throat yeah lil mama the goat
She know I got the most bank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most rank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most bank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most rank, she know I got the most
She want to be my lil bae (yuh-yeah)
I take her on a little maki date (aye, let's go)
After that, take her home I'm still stuffing her face (woo)
She want flowers no I'm not stuffing her vase
She like boy you got powers you stayed up for eight
Ain't have dinner my dick what she ate (okay)
Taking drugs and we staying up late
Bump Turbo she don't listen to Drake (okay)
Don't got turbo but this bitch a V8
Wrist looking healthy that bitch a V8
Treat you lil niggas like lunch on my plate
You niggas pussy that's why you got ate
I'm rocking Gucci the one with the snake
Cook the dope good but my foot in the pot
Bitch I'm on top and I flex like The Rock
Pockets been fruitful they starting to rot
Seen rappers come round and she started to pop
Dick in her stomach now she healthy on God (God)
In that G37 can't catch me I'm gone (gone, gone, gone, lets go, go, go, go)
Hop in the coupe hit the gas with my toe, bye-bye
I'm rolling up dozer, little baby I'm so high, high
Won't walk in the club unless they let me tote, my nine
Lil shorty got throat yeah lil mama the goat
She know I got the most bank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most rank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most bank, she know I got the most
She know I got the most rank, she know I got the most
Hop out a ghost, rolling up blowing down Pac-Man
Red dot on this pussy, look like we doing a CAT scan
How about a toast we done upgraded from trapping
How about a toast we done upgraded from broke
We finna touch Santa how we going north
(woo woo)
(Ayee)
(Baby)
(Skrrt)
Credits
Writer(s): Randy Brobbey
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