Praying For Me

Lyrics

Maybe if I die I'll turn into a goat Show me how [Hook] They said they're praying for me And I'm like "who the fuck to?" Now they calling me cocky And my response is "who are you?" This man talking 'bout shooting And I'm like "oh you wanna hoop?" He said "nah I wanna fight" Well shit pull up to the booth They said they're praying for me And I'm like "who the fuck to?" Now they calling me cocky And my response is "who are you?" This man talking 'bout shooting And I'm like "oh you wanna hoop?" He said "nah I wanna fight" Well shit pull up to the booth [Verse 1] Like vodka and orgy, some hard from the start This ain't a flow, this a walk in the park And her pussy stay dripping my dick Noah's Ark And I say what I want I don't need your remarks Look at my armory, you are not harming me I got the harmonies to get apologies From every hater that was ever doubting me Now you be rapping along, that is irony Anger issues, I'm better off dead Blacking out, I can only see red Mingle of mine is to bash in your head But I don't wanna get blood on my Nike Cortes Miss a negative, you see I'm tourist I'm still on my shit you can tell from the chorus My direct deposit just hit my pockets How can I fall off, I ain't even started Call up Lil Baby and tell him it's my turn I'm here to watch this whole world burn You going out every night Just to fuck on a thot for any boy but a bookworm All my lessons are live and learned Although I do so, but concered For all these Hype Beast white kids Out here tryna go and get a mother fucking perm All my shit natural curly Now all of y'all wanna copy Y'all made fun of me when the Migos said "Nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh Versace" She said she want this and this I said "Baby not on this payroll" Now she calling my immature I said "Bitch you can step on a Lego" [Hook] They said they're praying for me And I'm like "who the fuck to?" Now they calling me cocky And my response is "who are you?" This man talking 'bout shooting And I'm like "oh you wanna hoop?" He said "nah I wanna fight" Well shit pull up to the booth They said they're praying for me And I'm like "who the fuck to?" Now they calling me cocky And my response is "who are you?" This man talking 'bout shooting And I'm like "oh you wanna hoop?" He said "nah I wanna fight" Well shit pull up to the booth [Verse 2] Hey, enough of the jokes I never said that I was a G.O.A.T But looking around you should already know There you go assuming again I'm just saying I'm dope Fucking this beat, it should go on the Hub If you know then you know then you know I'm a scrub Who's just having fun with my dick in my palm Jerking off the King Kong playing ping pong in a pink thong Oh here we go again They say they don't like my lyrics They say I'm too provocative Well shit I guess I don't hear it Now here comes all of the people Who keep thinking I'm serious Nah nah nah it's plain simple All of y'all just some idiots I did all of that just for a playback Do you like me or do you miss the old Shaft? I need my views and my money that's A.S.A.P You still talking shit what the fuck you want? An autograph? Bitch I've been laced up and ready Body bags coming in, man this shit hefty Can't love a hoe this ain't Forrest and Jenny And where I am from they sell Nat King and Betty She playing games think of my song No Caliber When you gonna learn you ain't fucking with no amateur? I'm a shimmy on 'em I'ma do 'em like Aminé When I give her dick she gonna hit the instant replay Ooh Yeah, man this time been such a bar I could easily go and fuck a whore I could take her out right now And pay for it with my Wecsco rewards