[Intro]

Twoclosee

You're too close!

D-Devin are you for real?

[Verse 1: frrdevin]

I'm gone pull up on your bitch

You won't do nothing 'bout it

That hoe said she love me

But I fucking doubt it

Got to keep some bread in me

I can't live without it

Like why they love me now

Used to hate up on me

[Verse 2: frrdevin]

I swear to god i'm trying to make it yea

My bitch she rolling up

Smoking like Jamaican yea

I bet i'm blowing up

Just got to be patient yea

Bitch i'm going up

Just like inflation yea

I was up in school

Ain't nobody talk to me

Now they think we cool

Thinking they can rock with me

Everybody looking at me

They wanna be me

All these bitches fucking love me

Yea i'm MVP

[Bridge: frrdevin]

I don't even worry 'bout no bitch

I'm only 15

Just trying to get rich

They trying to take me out

They tryna get me clipped

Gotta make big moves

Can't be scared to take a risk

[Verse 3: frrdevin]

Richard Mille on my wrist

She sucking dick she got a lisp

She gonna buy me Prada bitch

We gonna get a lot of it

Bitch i'm swerving in a Honda bitch

Pull up in all black Wakanda bitch

I'm scoring like i'm Haaland

I told my bitch to stop wildin'

[Verse 4: dspyse]

Yea I told my bitch stop wildin'

Twin got me on the fucking song

So i'm stylin'

Me and twin locked in

Hell yea

We dailed in

Bitch trying to hit my phone up

She keep wildin'

[Outro: dspyse]

(Yea)

Crop the stupid bitch

Out the picture

And this dumb bitch

Tryna take a picture

(Yea)

And we sippin' on the wok

On the pitcher

(Yea)

Im a fucking king boy

You a bishop

(Yea)

And you fucking lame

Yea you getting bitched bruh