[Verse 1: Devvon Terrell]
Told you you was gonna fuck with me
Told you I was gonna get you
But I can’t even front I pat myself on the back (Yeah)
'Cause you only mess with the real ones
Ain't giving it to no one (Woah)
Yeah, you got me gassed up and I’m playing it cool for you, yeah (Yeah)
I'ma make you fall in love with me
Pulling every trick from my bag out (Yeah)
Sending flowers to your job just to let these n***as know (Know)
It's a new sheriff in town now
Tell 'em they should pack it up now
'Cause ain't nobody gon' beat me (No)
Now that I got a chance with you
All facts (Yeah!)

[Pre-Chorus: Devvon Terrell]
Been wanting you baby
Been watching you crazy
What's up with it
Feel like I know you
Read all the comments, know how to approach you (Yeah)
I see them and I know they out of pocket (Woah)
I could imagine in your DM they be wylin' (Yeah)
But I swear to God, baby I’m solid
Just let me flex a lil bit

[Chorus: Devvon Terrell]
MVP, yeah they gonna envy me
When I pull up with you, baby, yeah (Yeah, woah)
The MVP they gonna envy me (Yeah)
When I pull up with you baby, you baby (Woah)
MVP, I got you (Woah)
MVP, I got you (Yeah)
MVP, I got you
I feel like that n***a (Yeah)
MVP, I got you (Woah)
MVP, I got you (Yeah, woah)
MVP, I got you
I feel like that n***a (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: William Singe & Devvon Terrell]
I don't got to explain, yeah ('Plain)
You already know my game, yeah
You already know my play, yeah
Serve it to me and I'll it right back
No strike, no foul
Can't keep me out
Out the box
Told you from the jump, I'ma make you fall in love
Never had a fuck to give, so they don't want to let 'em all like me
And I've be all up in your mix like an engineer
Mastering the whole thing (Oh, yeah)
You know I got time for you (Oh)
And I stay with the smoke, so
Tell them little boys to go home
All facts
[Pre-Chorus: Devvon Terrell with William Singe]
Been wanting you baby
Been watching you crazy
What's up with it
Feel like I know you
Read all the comments know how to approach you (Yeah)
I see them and I know they out of pocket (Woah)
I could imagine in your DM they be wylin' (Yeah)
But I swear to God, baby I’m solid
Just let me flex a lil bit

[Chorus: Devvon Terrell with William Singe & William Singe]
MVP, yeah they gonna envy me (Oh)
When I pull up with you, baby, yeah (Oh, baby)
I'm the MVP (Yeah, yeah), they gonna envy me
When I pull up with you baby, you baby (You, you)
MVP, I got you (Woah)
MVP, I got you (Yeah)
MVP, I got you
I feel like that n***a (Yeah)
MVP, I got you (Woah)
MVP, I got you (Yeah, woah)
MVP, I got you
I feel like that n***a (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro: Devvon Terrell]
MVP, yeah, they gonna envy me when I pull up with you, baby (Yeah)
I'm the MVP (Yeah), they gonna envy me when I pull up with you, you baby
MVP, MVP, yeah, MVP
I feel like I'm that n***a