Devon Hendryx
Cam Newton
[Intro: Enso Sinatra]
Yeah
I got it
Go!

[Chorus: Enso Sinatra]
I'm ballin' and I'm still in my college years (yeah)
I'm a baller and I'm only in my college years (okay)
I'm Cam Newton, smiling at these hoes
Look at the way I'm scorin', I'm drafted by the pros (yeah)
I'm ballin' and I'm still in my college years (yeah)
I'm a baller and I'm only in my college years (okay)
I'm Cam Newton, smiling at these hoes (yeah, En, So)
Look at the way I'm scorin', I'm drafted by the pros

[Verse 1: Enso Sinatra]
They love the way that I double-time
Steve Caballero I stay on my grind
Anthony Hopkins, they get out of my mind
And the regulation, I get out of my time
Kindergarten colorin, I'm out of my line
I shine and won't stop till I'm out of my prime
[?] is when they told me “I am not tryin”
N***a ring finger, Yall are not mine
All these hoes they love me
I mean y'all ain't hoes I love em
If they look right, I kcuf em
Reverse the word, that means fuck em
If they too clingy, I duck em
Smoke ‘em like a port and then chuck em
Devon made the beat is nothin
Yeah, life is a bitch and I'm touchin (Yeah, Lets go)
[Chorus: Enso Sinatra]
I'm ballin' and I'm still in my college years
I'm a baller and I'm only in my college years (yeah)
Cam Newton (Ay!), smiling at these hoes
Look at the way I'm scorin', I'm drafted by the pros (yeah)
I'm ballin' and I'm still in my college years (huh)
I'm a baller and I'm only in my college years (oh)
Cam Newton, smiling at these hoes
Look at the way I'm scorin', I'm drafted by the pros

[Verse 2: Devon Hendryx]
Uh
I'm climbin in
Call the safe and I slide home
Bitch I'm Cam Newton, smiling at these hoes
I do em like LeBron
Use em and leave em
Find some new heat and leave these bitches hot in Cleveland, ha!
I'm all in
If I don't run I call out
Told you that I never kiss and tell
Keep it in the vault like Fallout
Bitch said that she don't suck no dick but when it goes down she's all mouth
And I don't do no favors, dear
Trade you for new flavor, dear
And I can never read a bitch
So if it goes south my n***a just play by ear
Play by play
I threw that dick
She caught that pass n***a rookie of the year, ha!
Now who's that man in the dark with glowsticks
Every time I drop I pop off like fake tits
Bite down, you ain't got no feelings
Bout to take off I ain't got no ceilings
Enso chilling, Joe Chill chilling
And these hoes want their way but fuck feelings
A.L. n***a after L.I.S.A
I feel like we destined to make that million
Or a killing, whichever comes first
For that dough skin a fat bitch, fall like Krillin (yeah)
And save more money, more problems (yeah)
Fuck that shit n***a i'll solve em
Swag
Bam!
[Chorus: Enso Sinatra]
I'm ballin' and I'm still in my college years (yeah)
I'm a baller and I'm only in my college years (okay)
Cam Newton, smiling at these hoes
Look at the way I'm scorin', I'm drafted by the pros
I'm ballin' and I'm still in my college years (yeah)
I'm a baller and I'm only in my college years (okay)
Cam Newton, smiling at these hoes (uh-huh)
Look at the way I'm ballin', I'm drafted by the pros