The Most Lyrics

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 makin no noise

I'll never whip Rolls Royce

I gotta be able to dip when I feel like it

Riding round these 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 its 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 (they lie)

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 chillin 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 huffin 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 aint 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; thats 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 chillin 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