DEVIN BOOKER.

Ayo Manzi you hopped on this!?

Ay
Look
Triplin my investments on my seven shit
Bookin flights she flying out to Phoenix
Now she Devin quick
Damn I knew that I would make it at 11
Now I got the baddest chick with me her name is Heaven
I been ballin hit the jackpot
All my bars this sick I'm in LA so you can ask Scott
Classy when I'm steppin they gon make me wear an ascot
Cookin in the kitchen with this beat I got the last pot
Pass this jaunt to Hussu he gon kill it way he pass dots

Way I pass dots yeah
CP3 yeah she want a ring I don't got it
I don't got it
I don't got the time and money
Bae I'm on a new level
I'm on a new level
Jersey girl no devil
Put me on ice with the stick
Like I'm Ovechkin
I put the cap on the lid
But she wanna open up with the kid
Like girl you bad what not
But I don't I don't wanna do nothin with ya
Do it witcha
But I see you got it on
I might just fall in love I might miss ya
You official
Ain't no black and white show you this pistol
Put it on fire girl make a wish

Baby let's run it up for tonight baby let's go
I'm jus tryna get ya feelin on a youngin body baby let me know
He said I ain't really rappin he ain't really catchin up to me no
Couldn't really care about it yo girl talkin about me hit her on the low

Said she chiefin on lil bro she told me Hussu when you gonna bring it back
I'm like baby whatchu mean she told me is you ever gonna diss him back
Said she love me call me Sosa she ain't really feelin brodie like that
Said she love me call me Sosa hittin all bases like I'm on bat
The bad lil hit it hit it from the back

When we saying triple 7 these ain't angel numbers
We just talking Boeing planes cuz we gon fly out for the summer
Old girl say she want me now lil baby you can't get my number
Speedin to the dealer do I get the Cedes or the Hummer?
Huh huh
I been ballin in the West
Making Mega Millions imma make the money stretch
Need a Kendall Jenner with me when I'm feeling stressed
But my shot wet like I'm Book so I know what's coming next
Ay what's coming next
Sleep is for the weary ion got no time to rest
Actin up around me leave you seated ain't no test
HOH yea we the best uh
We the best yeah
Yeah
Let's go

I been ballin hit the jackpot
I ain't wastin time
It's for a minute
Hit the last shot
Tired of my sons running reckless
This my last lot
Double checkin if they really valid
I know that's not uh
True
Ay what's up!



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Writer(s): Syed Chishty, David Mamboleo
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