Check check
Sittin' on cloud nine
But it's really my couch
Pierre Jeanneret's the original ones
Not the one's they get
For five hundred to dress up their house
I'm single boy single boy
No girl or no spouse
Crib be quiet as a mouse
Don't smoke
But I could make it loud
It loud it loud
With the push of a text
I'm textin' your *****
She exit your **** to push up and get hit
I need to tone it down
It down it down
The neighbor's complainin'
The HOA sayin'
I'm sayin I don't know what they sayin'
I'm never in town
Don't disrespect my intellect
My GLS be at the intersection
When we intersect
She look like she innocent
I'ma change it in a sec'
Niggas ballin' for they *******
'Til I come and intercept
Now they ballin' for they *******
Devin Booker with the tears
Cotton flower jeans
To show you the spring in the air
Yeah we see you sittin' there
But your name ain't on this chair
************ we don't care
We don't care
We don't
I put my cheddar where my mouth is
Just to keep my mouth fed
Thought the green would get respect
But all I got was Grouch's
Niggas gettin' grumpy
'Cause they can't relate it's funny
How they use their energy
For winnin' on the hate
But when they see my clique
They turn to mouses
I show you how my clout hit
Every time your doubt hit
And you realize the **** in which you really do
Amount hit the ************* fan
The ************* fan
'Cause I can never be the one
Tryna ball for these *******
Devin Booker with the tears
Cotton flower jeans
To show you the spring in the air
Yeah we see you sittin' there
But your name ain't on this chair
************ we don't care yeah
Sittin' on your whole year
But it's really my couch
Pierre Paulin's this the original one
Cost fifty bands all in
Just to put in my house
The replica like fifteen
You can check the amount
If we ain't talkin' money
IDK what we talkin' about
Fly **** the house came with wings nigga
They ain't laughin' at your dreams
Then you gotta dream bigger
I seen niggas talkin' down
When I was down now I'm up
Copped the 911
Just to tell these niggas eat my dust
Keep a heater tucked
For niggas sneakin' up
He think he tough
If he try my hand
Then I'ma call his bluff no
I don't believe in luck
Try to slime me out
I wipe his nose like his **** was stuffed
The jig is up
I'm the big dog
You just a little pup
Nigga what I'm back outside
Never been one to hide
Streets say unique minded die
But Joey still alive
I'm done playin' games with you niggas
Ain't lettin' nothin' slide
What's the vibe
I can never be the one tryna ball
For these *******
Devin Booker with the tears
Cotton flower jeans
To show you the spring in the air
Yeah we him sittin' there
Scratch his name up off the chair
************ we don't care yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
