The Most Lyrics

(Ye, ya, hell ya, hell ya, hey)

Fuckin' that bitch in her throat (fuckin' that bitch in her)

I'm poppin' these scripts the most (i'm poppin' 'em)

Turn the I-95 into autobahn

Versace the sleeve with Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent)

She drink my kids, all the time

I just need me another one

I been fiendin' for another one (huh?)

All my shit like really up

All of these kids fell out just went and gave up

I always knew they weren't meant for it

I just went out touched a bag that's a big sum

I fucked that thot and her friend some

Bitch I just pop 'till I can't no more

Lines in my cup with faygo (ya)

Nah, we movin' at night lil bitch, ya you can't see where we go (can't see where we go)

Keepin' an eye on the kid, cause I gotta know where the snakes are (sss)

And i'm just ballin' like a point guard (ballin' like a point guard)

Gotta couple bags they Goyard

I only wake up when it get dark

We not the same kid we far apart

Got this wrist bussed turned to waterpark

Told her ass, "hop up in this car" (ya)

You lackin' you ain't gun' make it far (ya)

Never lackin' we carry 'em pistols

Keepin' our mouth closed