Do Da Most Lyrics

Make a nigga think I'm really in love he trippin'

Know I be fucking his credit up, pulling his card

I really be pushing his limit

Yes, he be fucking them broads

I don't even trip

I really can take all'em bitches

Gave him a pass, it broke him apart

I had him running back 'Shawn Lynching

Really move like Tubman all these niggas can't be saved

I like bad bitches, not good girls I ain't fucking with no saint

All these hoes claiming that love shit

I ain't fucking with it no thank you

This the last time that I'm fucking with you if you ever ask me for paper

I got that cash out and a thick bitch

I'm a master now got him quick whipped

Put him on the corner say "flip this"

I ain't there yet, but I'm big rich

Cause I got a couple of them scholarships

Way I make them send me my funding

I be the IT bitch, no clown shit

When I'm hustling ain't shit funny

You'll never play me out like no dummy

I catch a body get rid of that

I bag a group of them looking bummy

Taking out hearts ain't no filling that

I got that water on me like a sink running

Stay strapped up like mummy

I make a bitch flinch like a sneeze coming

I don't play about my money

I put the pussy on him it's runny

Cover his face up when he coming

I say, "I'm carrying all of these bitches with me,"

So don't lay me on my tummy

I don't count favors I count pockets

Tip of the glacier you can't stop it

He be the lying nigga, yeah the capital

So I'm stressing what's in your wallet?