Do The Most Lyrics by Shoreline Mafia

Artist: Shoreline Mafia.
Song: Do The Most

Lyrics:

Captain K roll, came to jugg and finesse
Pop checks, pop X, prolly loading up a Tec
You ain't doin' shit for the gang, why you hang out?
Niggas wanna bang out, we gon' bring the gang out
Bitch, you can't suck or fuck me, this a million-dollar dick, if I hit she lucky
Prolly tellin' all her friends "He that nigga from Musty"
I'ma fuck her in a beamer, off a benzo, I'm bussin'
No discussion, we not tussin', if it's beef then we bussin'
I'm a real cutthroat, I sell some dope to my cousin
If you a real dumb hoe, sucking dick all for nothing
Got her jumping on the dick and this the bitch that you trusting?
Okay lil' bitch, yeah, do that shit
Oh, you're man not home? You tryna do that dick?
I'm that nigga doin' shows, making moves off a brick
I'm a young fly nigga, watch me fuck on yo' bitch

I'm with the bloods, I'm with the locs
I got a chop right under my coat
I'm from the coast, where we do the most
Go out to Memphis, I fuck with the folks
I'm with the bloods, I'm with the locs
I got a chop right under my coat
I'm from the coast, where we do the most
Go out to Memphis, I fuck with the folks

He a lame on the block, nigga, who that there? (Who that there?)
I'm a big dog gangster, nigga, we don't care (We don't care)
If you ain't a broke nigga, throw your bands in the air (Bands in the air)
If you bleed what I bleed, nigga, bitch that's rare (Bitch that's rare)
I'm wit big folks, GDs up in here
And I ain't scared of nan nigga reppin' over there (Reppin' over there)
Gone off the Xan but I ain't sleepin' under here
A nigga dissed my mans, he ain't leavin' up in here
Lots of VVS diamonds on the v neck
Fuck niggas holla who? but we next
Tell her keep that (Keep that)
Over chopper? Hell nah, I can't leave it (Brrrr)
Go over there, bitch we don't care (Don't care)
VIP with my wrist in the air (Wrist in the air)
Every diamond on me so please don't stare (Don't stare)
Baby I'm [?], Rolex, you believe it ain't fair (Ain't fair)

I'm with the bloods, I'm with the locs
I got a chop right under my coat
I'm from the coast where we do the most
Go out to Memphis, I fuck with the folks
I'm with the bloods, I'm with the locs
I got a chop right under my coat
I'm from the coast where we do the most
Go out to Memphis, I fuck with the folks

Go out to Memphis and I fuck with my folks
Niggas I don't got a gun then yo' ass gettin' poked
Nigga choppa, machete, show you that reggie
You can't get your money back, nigga, I'm petty
It get ugly like Betty, pop like confetti
I'm with Thugger Thugger, nigga just like Jefferey
We ain't goin' steady, we just fuck, when is you ready?
I tear your life up, let me know if you ready
That nigga, he a bitch, nah, he ain't gon' do nothin'
Give me that soda, tryna screw somethin'
Posted a pic on Instagram with yo' new gun
But yo' lame ass thin like [?] (Fuck nigga)
(Niggas take pictures on the motherfuckin' Gram with they motherfuckin' gun)
(Niggas ain't gon' do none)