Persian Wine lyrics

[Intro]
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild
Look upon his little child
Pity my simplicity
Allow me to come to thee
Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins
Make sure that you take care of my family, my mom
God bless my dad
Look over me and my n*ggas, Amen

[Verse 1]
A$AP murder clan, ride with the mob
Twinkle in the eye 'cause you ridin' with a star
Rebel all black and we dyin' for the cause
Keep your hands down when you talkin' to a boss
See Lou Banga ridin' in a Porsche
Bet that n*gga teeth look better than yours
All gold slugs and I don't need to floss
Young Trap Lord, might die on a cross
Gold link chain swing down to my balls
Bout to rule the world, gettin' signs from the Lord
Lord say "Ferg, damn you my boy
Wanna be on top? n*gga, it's your choice"
I don't give a f*ck, I'ma ride with my n*ggas
Right on the block, gettin' high with my n*ggas
High to the sky, puff lye with my n*ggas
Drunk drive with my n*ggas, I'ma die for my n*ggas, uh
[Chorus]
I'ma ride for my n*ggas
Tote crime for my n*ggas
Pull a .9 for my n*ggas
Drunk drive with my n*ggas
Get high with my n*ggas, uh
Provide for my n*ggas
Get high with my n*ggas
Puff loud with my n*ggas
To the sky with my n*ggas
I'ma die for my n*ggas
I'ma ride for my n*ggas
Tote crime for my n*ggas
Pull a .9 for my n*ggas
Drunk drive with my n*ggas
Get high with my n*ggas, uh
Provide for my n*ggas
Get high with my n*ggas
Puff loud with my n*ggas
To the sky with my n*ggas
I'ma die for my n*ggas

[Verse 2]
Get in your skin, like a dermatologist
Bunch of dirty n*ggas who ain't never been to colleges
f*ck your hypothesis, I be on that rider sh*t
Bang him over the head, I bet that sh*t'll silence him
Margiela stallion, b*tches be Italian
God pray for me, I know my daddy smiling and
I'm gon' make you proud, save me a cloud and when
I make it to heaven you'll be by my side again
Bless all my violent friends, they don't know right
All they know struggle pain all of their life
Washing down pain with that purple and Sprite
Murder death kill n*gga f*ck your side
Uh, cause D Ferg got the f*ckin' toast
Uh, cause A$AP f*ckin' do the most
Uh, with the .9 in my 40 Belows
Ridin' to the club with a snub nose
[Chorus]
I'ma ride for my n*ggas
Tote crime for my n*ggas
Pull a .9 for my n*ggas
Drunk drive with my n*ggas
Get high with my n*ggas, uh
Provide for my n*ggas
Get high with my n*ggas
Puff loud with my n*ggas
To the sky with my n*ggas
I'ma die for my n*ggas
I'ma ride for my n*ggas
Tote crime for my n*ggas
Pull a .9 for my n*ggas
Drunk drive with my n*ggas
Get high with my n*ggas, uh
Provide for my n*ggas
Get high with my n*ggas
Puff loud with my n*ggas
To the sky with my n*ggas
I'ma die for my n*ggas

[Outro]
Our Father who art is in heaven, hallowed be thy name. A$AP. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them that trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil for thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory