Pray With Me lyrics

[Intro]
YCOE
(Thank you, Timmy boy)
I told myself 2025, I ain't gon' play, so
I ain't gon' play with these n*ggas
Me and the bros on y'all n*ggas' necks
f*ck you, b*tch
Gang, it's f*ck them n*ggas
Hey, twin, come here
Smoke that boy

[Verse]
I'ma bye-bye now, come and pray with me, watch you get blessed
Say, "Twin, go walk him down, this 50K and Ill buy you a new Corvette"
Stay solid, better not rat 'cause mom dukes gon' get shredded
Look, what you doin'? We caught that pus*y boy out of bounds, your brother next
Hit that boy in his leg and his arm, it should've been his neck
f*ck that, should've been his head
You dissed on us and now you're dead
You dissed on us, boy, why you slippin'?
Five-inch ARP with a sixty
I'm gon' shoot еvery bullet up out this b*tch until it's empty (Haha)
Until I hеar it clickin', all these pus*y n*ggas cliquin'
I'll go through that b*tch by myself, on gang, I bet I drop a fifty
I don't give a f*ck if they a hundred deep, it ain't never been too many
I know God like, "This n*gga hardhead," Lil Rae just keep on sinnin'
They tried to hit me with a sentence, but mom dukes handled that work
I let my b*tch drive while I'm hittin' it, I'm gon' bless you with a curse
I'm gon' put you in a pot, lil' boy, gon' make sure that you hurt
I'm gon' make sure that you feel it, n*gga, boy, this .50 cal burn
.50 cal create a hole that make a n*gga soul go
This b*tch make a grown n*gga fold, make a swole n*gga—
This b*tch make a swole n*gga scream, pop up on you like I'm Scream
Team deathmatch, but I spin by mself, I ain't never need a team
[Outro]
Hand me a lighter, twin