Lyrics Bri-C - Do The Most

Do The Most Lyrics – Bri-C

Singer: Bri-C
Title: Do The Most

(intro)
They all ‘trynna turn to fans when they you see do the most
Had to get a couple bands might just go and whip the ghost
Heavy pockets f&n gotta keep it real close

All i get is dividends i ain’t even ‘trynna boast
(chorus)
They all ‘trynna turn to fans when they you see do the most
Had to get a couple bands might just go and whip the ghost

Heavy pockets f&n gotta keep it real close
All i get is dividends i ain’t even ‘trynna boast
And they always take it personal i do what i please
After all is said and done i’m ‘trynna worry ‘bout me

Told that n#gg# kick the bucket tell his hoe she gotta leave
I got sh#t i gotta do and i got things i gotta see
(verse)
I don’t even care no more they told me that i’m selfish

Focused on improving i been focused on my wellness
Y’all been outta time like the moment that a bell hits
Homie dropped a song but nobody really felt it
f#ckin it up in the back of the truck ‘cause i’m fed up with riding the coupe

I just been wilding riding exotic this sh#t ain’t no biggy it’s just what i do
They never ‘bout it it’s all a mirage so when they talk about it i’m never enthused
Never been honest they get outta pocket and thinking they popping but it’s never new
Always say they had plans but they coming up short

Always claim to been the man but that’s false ofcourse
No more long talk tell ‘em leave it at the door
We ain’t ever been the same since i had to make it pour
(chorus)

They all ‘trynna turn to fans when they you see do the most
Had to get a couple bands might just go and whip the ghost
Heavy pockets f&n gotta keep it real close
All i get is dividends i ain’t even ‘trynna boast

And they always take it personal i do what i please
After all is said and done i’m ‘trynna worry bout me
Told that n#gg# kick the bucket tell his hoe she gotta leave
I got sh#t i gotta do and i got things i gotta see

(verse)
n#gg#s playing jv and talking bout a letterman
I ain’t even flexing but you know that i’m the better man
Staying on target, so i never let them in

‘trynna take me down they looking foolish they could never win
Wrist on ice cream
So i think they like me
Franchise boys catch me chillin’ in my white tee

All these n#gg#s hype beasts
All they do is sight see
Talking from a distance never pull up they just write things
Always said you had plans but you coming up short

Always claim to been the man but that’s false ofcourse
No more long talk tell ‘em leave it at the door
We ain’t ever been the same since i had to make it pour
(chorus)

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