DO THE MOST! Lyrics

She been runnin' with me through my lows

Got my drugs with me right here

Now I feel like I do the most

But I'm feelin' like it's my year

Every day, know I'm gettin' close

Every day, know I'm gettin' closer

I got range, I could fuckin' alter

Bad bitch, slurp me like some Gogurt

You ain't shit, nigga, huh? No, sir

V8, bitch, you hear the motor

Cover land, I get in the Rover

And she gettin' turnt, of the mimosa

Sendin' drunk text said, "it's over"

Said she love me, I don't wanna hurt her

Got your heart, I'm not here to murder

And these pants on me came from Persia

Rockin' shit, you ain't ever heard of

I can't lie, yeah, you did that bad

Sinking my ship, man overboard, uh

I can never really get attached,

Hit the lil' bitch, then I abort her

I can't play around in this bitch

Bands on me got enormous

I got packs sitting, got imported

Open roads know I gotta' floor it

I'm a pro just like Markieff Morris

And I'm ridin' round with my gas

Smokin' good green know I got the forest

Poppin' tags, crackin' seals, it's all on me

Smoke good gas, gon' keep it real, that's what I need

Off my ass, get in my feels, when I start thinking

And the bitch so bad, stay in the hills like "When we linking?"

Shake, it's a earthquake I been movin' fast, I been first place

Do that nigga back in the worst way

All these niggas trash, I think I'm a great

I been in the lab, know I'm up late

Had to go and cook, ain't up for debate

All these niggas shook, I can feel the hate

My bitch servin' looks, Gucci on her waist

Poppin' tags, crackin' seals, it's all on me

Smoke good gas, gon' keep it real, this what I need

Off my ass, get in my feels, when I start thinking

And the bitch so bad, stay in the hills like "When we linking?"

She been runnin' with me through my lows

Got my drugs with me right here

Now I feel like I do the most

But I'm feelin' like it's my year

Every day, know I'm gettin' close

Every day, know I'm gettin' closer

I got range, I could fuckin' alter

Bad bitch, slurp me like some Gogurt

You ain't shit, nigga, huh, no, sir

V8, bitch, you hear the motor

Cover land, I get in the Rover

And she gettin' turned off the Mimosa

Sendin' drunk texts, said "it's over"