[Intro]

Fuckin' a Virginia hoe, she know sh-

Yeah she take xans-

Smokin' California dope, but sh-

Who's who, who's wh-

Yeah, breakin' down pou-

They don't want no smoke-

In the basement, profound sou-

Break it down, break it down, break it down, break it d-

In the kitchen

Hit me with that where ya at text

[?] talk to the bitch, na-

Hit ya back soon on the f-

Ballin', breaking laws, drop a nigga fo-

Yeah hoe, can you fuckin' tell me what you good-

[?] with no broads, take another hit of po-

(Tryna get this money, Dev)

[Last Name]

Nah, nah, nah

Last name tatted on my chest, that's from my mama love her to death

I'm countin' guala so she can live, that's for my mama love her to death

I used to ride Impalas with my stepdad, bumpin' Luda', old Eminem

I'm poppin' pillies, like 2 not 10

Let's take a shot, not 2 like 10

I mix the Sapphire with soda

Or maybe the Hennessy, yeah you know this

Yeah that molly shit keeps me focused

Might need a blunt, yeah to refocus

I'm tryna start stacking up chips, not dip

And if she counterfeit, then don't hit

But if she down for it, have my kids

And I ain't talkin' no pregnant shit

If you already riding it, hoe don't quit

Yeah bust it down for me, hoe right quick

I'm off a molly, hoe don't say shit

You know you want one, yeah come get this

And when you ridin' shotgun, yeah we go quick

I'm way too fucked up to drive this shit

But it ain't nothing, I've got practice

So don't you worry hoe I got this, yeah

Damn, huh

You look healthy girl, parents fed you right, yeah

But keep it going cause it's hitting right, yeah

I'm all up in it and it's hella tight, yeah

Damn, huh

(Tryna get this money, Dev)

(Dev, Dev, would you like to comment on this?)

[Backseat]

Niggas hate, but I don't care

I'll eat you like a dinner plate, hoe, show me where

I'm driving up the interstate (Interstate), to get there

I been cookin', yeah I been up late, uh (Been up late)

They can't compare

Because we run it like a track meet, I fucked her in the backseat (Oh my God)

She bust it in the backseat, yuh, ain't no cap (Oh nah)

Told her calm down, hoe, relax

Bitches on me, that's attached

Brand new whip, it's painted black

And she bust it in the back

She got it bouncing like it come with different modes

And when she done I got her saying "Dev, reload"

She roll my dope just 'cause she love me and she loyal

She roll my dope just 'cause she love me and she loyal, loyal, loyal

That's how I play (Yeah)

Pull up to the fuckin' function

Throw me the mic so we can rage, yuh

She know I ain't lovey dovey, so she come my way

Next thing you know we fuckin', fuckin', now she here to stay (Yuh, yuh)

I'm drinking muddy, muddy, ridin' dirty waves, yeah

And all my bitches bust it, bust it, take 'em on no dates (Nah, nah, nah)

Yeah you saw Dev up in the flesh, that's too official

I put that S up on my chest, I'm super nigga, uh

Niggas hate, but I don't care

I'll eat you like a dinner plate, hoe, show me where

I'm driving up the interstate (Interstate), to get there

I been cookin', yeah I been up late, uh (Been up late)

They can't compare

Because we run it like a track meet, I fucked her in the backseat (Oh my God)

She bust it in the backseat, yuh, ain't no cap (Oh nah)

Told her calm down, hoe, relax

Bitches on me, that's attached

Brand new whip, it's painted black

And she bust it in the back

She got it bouncing like it come with different modes

And when she done I got her saying "Dev, reload"

She roll my dope just 'cause she love me and she loyal

She roll my dope just 'cause she love me and she loyal, loyal, loyal

(K Swisha on the track)

[Back]

If you see my niggas, tell 'em that I miss 'em

Yeah I promise you, you do not want no issues

Oh this bitch cryin', need a tissue (Need a tissue)

Girl can you hop out of my bed, this ain't no rental

You know my name, yuh, you know my swag

I'm sniffin' cocaine like I'm in a frat, yuh

I be smoking on that propane, my throat be turnin' black

Yeah I like it when she no name, no I won't call her back, yuh

I heard she was a lesbian, I might've turned her back (Turned her back)

She told me, meet me in the back (Back, yuh)

She said I cheated with her sister, but I barely even smashed (Even smashed)

She told me, meet me in the back (Back, yuh)

(Everybody, this is Devin)

(Everybody, this is Devin)

(Everybody, this is Devin)

(Devin, my guy)

(Devin, my guy)

(Seven minutes in Devin)

[Batter Up]

(Fuckin' nuisance, nigga)

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Ye-ye, uh-huh

All my old bitches resent me, what that tell ya 'bout me

Like what's that about, yeah, like what's that about, yeah

Line 'em up, I'm talking next, yeah like batter up, yeah

Walk in the diamond and I flex, then I bag her up, yeah

Like what's that about, yeah, like what's that about, yeah-yeah, what's that about, yeah

Meet her at home and then I catch, then I tag her up, yeah

Hit all the bases, I'm the best, yeah like batter up, yeah

No I ain't smacked enough, yeah

No this bitch, no she ain't bad enough, yeah

Yeah when it come to this shit, no I ain't had enough, yeah

All these broke niggas around me, man I had enough, yeah

I'm tryna add it up, yeah, but I ain't addied up, nah

No I ain't smacked enough, yeah

I know that I'm entitled, yeah I still ain't have enough

Yeah-yeah, what's that about, yeah-yeah, what's that about, yeah

All my old bitches resent me, what that tell ya 'bout me

Like what's that about, yeah, like what's that about, yeah

Line 'em up, I'm talking next, yeah like batter up, yeah

Walk in the diamond and I flex, then I bag her up, yeah

Like what's that about, yeah, like what's that about, yeah-yeah, what's that about, yeah

Meet her at home and then I catch, then I tag her up, yeah

Hit all the bases, but who next, yeah like batter up, yeah

Like what's that about, yeah, like what's that about, yeah-yeah, what's that about, yeah

Like what's that about, yeah, like what's that about, yeah-yeah, what's that about, yeah

(And she's got, Devin)

[Talkin' 2 Me]

(I love Devin)

I might just take ya home, 'cause the tone, and the way that you're talkin' to me

And I ain't seen her touch her phone, 'cause she rocking with me

I got the best, yeah, and I got the heat

I might just put that on your neck 'cause she rock wit' a G

Yeah, c'mon and talk to a G

I might just, I might just roll when you're not at your feet

I might just, I might just zone 'cause I'm poppin' an E

I might just take ya home, 'cause the tone, and the way that you're talkin' to me

Damn, somehow she finer than me

Yeah I keep it in my bag, yeah that cottage, that chee'

Yeah, I told her hop to your feet

Yeah, bend it to your toes, hoe, and rock to the beat

Now she takin' off her clothes and she toss 'em on me

She don't know that I got hoes and this is often for me

Now she all up in my phone, yeah like constantly

And when I leave her alone, she like "it's costing me"

I'm in her mouth like she flossing her teeth, yuh

When she hit me FaceTime, the other gnawing on me

And she upset 'cause they was gawking at me

I might just finish on your chest 'cause I'm so raw on this beat

('Kay, well Devin... Devin's kind've)

[FDB]

(Devin's a genius)

Yeah I might take that risk, ye-, yeah I might drop a pin

Yeah I might fuck that bitch, ye- 'cause she already on my time

I told 'em don't touch that bitch, ya'll 'ready know she mine

Now I'm sayin' fuck that bitch, she was tryna get on my dime

Yeah I might take that risk, ye-, yeah I might drop a pin

Yeah I might fuck that bitch, ye- 'cause she already on my time

I told 'em don't touch that bitch, ya'll 'ready know she mine

Now I'm sayin' fuck that bitch, she was tryna get on my dime

(Devin, Devin, Devin)