[Verse 1: DaveyB]
Davion, Davion
My pants hang no curfew
She eattin' hits that's cat food, runnin' shit i'll lap you
This pink on my right wrist, she love it and like it
I'm tighter than some vise grip, talking shit with my big lips
One nigga with 3 lives, my girl got some pretty eyes
Them white teeth and little feet, Gabbi come back to me
The tragedies my salary got more O's than Baltimo'
I'm Evil, Knievel down the bottle till it's see through
Black nigga with a red girl, like the face of Darth Maul
On point throwing 3's, so you can call me Chris Paul
We wrestling but I don't hit it raw
Rebel nigga so it's fuck the law
My ex girl we on and off, couldn't find not one flaw
No titties but a big ass, looking like the letter b
Big titties but no ass, looking like the letter P
Rollin' with her girlfriends, they coming through to my place
She always want the D, and I give it, to her, uppercase
Davey, Davey
B up in the batcave
Davey, Davey
B like an okay grade
I'm legion, that's L 3, we'll make it, you'll all see
Y'all living up in my world, dark twisted fantasy
More bars than a bar code, why you lames in the game using cheat codes
It's okay though, I'm on God mode, like the homie in the bible
I'm the hardest it's not hard to tell
You niggas faker than that laugh when the joke was stale
It's tragic
Yeah you know she like me like ah status
Acting like I'm ratchet but I'm badder than some habits
My team packing like a vacation
She likes sweets, no wonder why we keep cakin'
White ranger, young black teenager
I don't know her but she want me, stranger danger
L 3, L 3, that's the team ho
I've had a lot of dread and its due to this slow mo
My mixtapes be fighting yeah a 12 hit combo
You fuck with me, I fuck with you
Nigga no homo
Davion, Davion
My pants hang no curfew
She eattin' hits that's cat food, runnin' shit i'll lap you
This pink on my right wrist, she love it and like it
I'm tighter than some vise grip, talking shit with my big lips
One nigga with 3 lives, my girl got some pretty eyes
Them white teeth and little feet, Gabbi come back to me
The tragedies my salary got more O's than Baltimo'
I'm Evil, Knievel down the bottle till it's see through
Black nigga with a red girl, like the face of Darth Maul
On point throwing 3's, so you can call me Chris Paul
We wrestling but I don't hit it raw
Rebel nigga so it's fuck the law
My ex girl we on and off, couldn't find not one flaw
No titties but a big ass, looking like the letter b
Big titties but no ass, looking like the letter P
Rollin' with her girlfriends, they coming through to my place
She always want the D, and I give it, to her, uppercase
Davey, Davey
B up in the batcave
Davey, Davey
B like an okay grade
I'm legion, that's L 3, we'll make it, you'll all see
Y'all living up in my world, dark twisted fantasy
More bars than a bar code, why you lames in the game using cheat codes
It's okay though, I'm on God mode, like the homie in the bible
I'm the hardest it's not hard to tell
You niggas faker than that laugh when the joke was stale
It's tragic
Yeah you know she like me like ah status
Acting like I'm ratchet but I'm badder than some habits
My team packing like a vacation
She likes sweets, no wonder why we keep cakin'
White ranger, young black teenager
I don't know her but she want me, stranger danger
L 3, L 3, that's the team ho
I've had a lot of dread and its due to this slow mo
My mixtapes be fighting yeah a 12 hit combo
You fuck with me, I fuck with you
Nigga no homo
( Davion )
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