Devin Booker

She gon let me fuck, she know my face, don't know the name, I'm Mar

Everybody around me tell me, keep on going, I'm a star

Give no fuck bout none of that, he diss on bro, jump out the car

Round of applause for my opps, they get clapped up for all that acting

On the gram, got sticks, but all in person, why you lacking

She ain't got a feel it, see the print, she know I'm packing

Treat this cheese like tetris, you know Mar gon' keep on stacking

You can't get no pussy, why the fuck you dirty macking

Pop out with some shit, they see before they like, Mar, you different

Got potential like a motherfucker, but I'm gon' keep on spinning