Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan - She Do The Most lyrics

rate me

Ft. Young Thug

(Intro: Young Thug)

I like you but

You tend to be so

Different at times

Understand...

(Hook: Rich Homie Quan)

She don't like Atlanta, so I flew her to the coast

She ain't like that Bentley, so I bought that ho a ghost

If she ain't like the reservoir, I swear that ho won't go

She ain't do the less, boy, I swear she do the most

I swear she do the most, she do the most, she do the most

I swear she do the most, she do the most, she do the most, she do the most

She ain't like that Bentley, so I bought that ho a ghost

She ain't from Atlanta, so I flew her to the coast

I swear she do the most, the most, the most, the most, the most she do the most

(Verse: Rich Homie Quan)

Shawty got a bad attitude, but I ain't mad at her

Fat ass, looking like she knew I took a grab at it

Scream ass, running through the school, took a stab at 'em

Mighty food bad for me, college school classing

All this Louis V, I feel like comin' to America

With being 'bout we ain't even rich, flossing like we serious

Talk loud, I ain't hearing ya, these niggas delirious

That's a Lamborghini, no Ford, but I know George and I'm curious

Curiosity killed the cat, I heard that

I couple of bags, a couple of packs, I served that

And If I said it, I can't take my word back

From east Atlanta all the way to old nat

How does it feel to make a mil

When ya ain't even signed yet?

I'm sitting here like fuck a deal

Cuz it ain't even crossed my mind yet

I know that I got to feed my family

No matter the circumstances ya got to keep them happy, yeah

When the money gone, who there?, aye

When the money gone, who cares?, aye, nobody

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan)

I swear she got my attention

Besides a difference from bitches, she keep a vision on digits

She got no kil on a nigga and I love that shit the most

She ain't really like that Bentley though

So I bought that ho a ghost

No matter the celebration living life

We gon' toast to this lifestyle we living

These niggas they can't feel

These niggas want to be it, but can't

Rich Homie times Rich Gang

They envy my pimping, I wear a tux, I wear skinnys

I don't like cuz she timid, she ride that pipe like a Willy

Four Willy, dirt bike, hit the clutch, baby

A cold killer at night don't give a fuck, baby

Try yo luck baby, ice is cold

Get sum' Kleenex, nigga wipe yo nose

Cuz it's running like ya did when twelve came

Talking to them pigs, don't mention my name

I know how it go, I been in the game

Lil shawty do the most, boy, that shit is same

This time I change on the hat

Throw that flame on 'em

Drop top, bang on 'em

Spit it from the heart, give 'em pain, homie

Rather stop at Walmart, I don't shop at Target, I might aim on 'em

Two condos in Georgia with my name on it

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Young Thug)

Left me chilling

I left a girl from Philly, becuz she gave me no ceilings

I kept the girl chilly, becuz she game me no feelings

She left me none, but I cheated, so it's no dealings

Now when she be me, I know she say she want to kill 'em

She say I left holes in the heart, she couldn't heal 'em

Man, I fucked all of her friends that ain't friends she want to kill 'em

But it's only her fault, cuz when we fucked, she used to tell 'em

Especially this one bad bitch named Mia

See, I was sex limited, fucking was like a million

And I ain't gon' lie, I liked it when she told me

But she should've told her, cuz she was like Wendy Williams

Tell 'em all come go get it, nigga

I shoot up the city, nigga

Swear the god I'mma killing, nigga

Killing nigga, catch a case just like ya pealing, nigga

I go up, up and away

She, she got to capture my spot, she won't stay

She come and throw that pussy just like paint

I owe that bitch for erryday

I owe that bitch for erryday

I swear to god she ain't gon' stay

My house bitch ain't got no name

I'm the blooded opposite of her neighbor

(Hook)

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