Do Da Most

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?