Do the Most (feat. Duke Deuce)

Captain K-Roll, came to jugg and finesse
Pop checks, pop X, prolly loadin' up a TEC
You ain't doin' - for the gang, why you hang out?
Wanna bang out, we gon' bring that thang out

This a million-dollar d-, if I hit she lucky
Prolly tellin' all her friends, "He that n- from Musty"
I'ma f- her in a Bimmer, off a Benzo, I'm bussin'

No discussion, we not tusslin', if it's beef then we bussin'
I'm a real cutthroat, I sell some dope to my cousin
You a real dumb -, - all for nothin'
Got her jumpin' on the d- and this the b- that you trustin'?

Okay lil' b-, yeah, do that s-
Oh, you're man not home? You tryna do that d-?
I'm that n- doin' shows, makin' moves off a brick
I'm a young fly n-, watch me f- on yo' b-

Ay, 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 f- 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 f- with the Folks

He, he a lame on the block, n-, who that there? (Who that there?)
I'm a big dawg gangster, n-, we don't care (we don't care)
If you ain't a broke n-, throw your bands in the air (bands in the air)
If you bleed what I bleed, that's rare (that's rare)

With the big folks, GDs up in here (G-)
And I ain't scared nan n- reppin' over there (reppin' over there)
Gone off a Xan' but I ain't sleepin' over here (ain't sleepin' over here)
Diss my mans, he ain't leavin' up in here (leavin' up in here)

Lots of VVS diamonds on the V-neck (V-neck)
Hollerin', "Who?" But we next (we next)
Had to tell the engineer to keep that (keep that)
Over chopper? Hell nah, I can't leave it

Yeah, b-, we don't care (don't care)
In VIP with my wrist in the air (wrist in the air)
Every diamond on me is a glist', don't stare (don't stare)
Elliante Rollie, Jubilee, 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 f- with the Folks

I'm with the Bloods, I'm with the Locs
I got a chop' right under my coat (ay)
I'm from the coast where we do the most (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Go out to Memphis, I f- with the Folks (ay, ay, ay)

Go out to Memphis and I f- with my Folk -
N- I don't got a gun then yo' a- gettin' poked
Choppa, machete, show you that reggie
You can't get your money back, n-, I'm petty

It get ugly like Betty, pop like confetti
I'm with Thugger Thugger, - just like Jefferey
We ain't goin' steady, we just f-, is you ready?
I tear your life up, let me know if you ready

Nah, he ain't gon' do nothin'
Give me that soda, tryna screw somethin'
Posted a pic' on Instagram with your new gun
But yo' lame a- still ain't prove nothin' (ay)

Take pictures on the motherf- 'Gram with they motherf- gun
Ain't gon' do none, they b- made (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

Ay, 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 f- 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 f- with the Folks