Pray(Remix) lyrics

(Verse)
Bouta pull up with 2 hoes
Dogging these hoes feeling like Cujo
Bouta pull up in that you know
Twin Glocks hit you with a duo
Moving this weight like a sumo
Pop me a perc I’m walking on Pluto
So much green and blue around me
She asked if I’m playing Uno
Bouta pull up with my migos
b*tch I’m so fly call me a hero
Heard that new n*gga she with is a zero
My neck it weighs half a kilo
Off of the drugs a n*gga been sober
Taking his b*tch in a rover
New lamb and I am the owner
Got a lot of hot sh*t like a toaster
n*ggas be funny I’m calling em Joker
45 packed in a holster
Pour me a 4 I move a lot slower
Got to the top and I’m colder
n*ggas stay jocking the drip
Got a new Glock it came with a grip
Got me a brick I’m ready to flip
Baking soda bouta whip
I’m in this b*tch feeling like Jay Z
f*cked a new b*tch her name Stacie
Had to cut off that b*tch Amy
She had that wet but she wanna baby
Wet Wet like it’s raining
Rather be in the field call me Tom Brady
Took that lil b*tch to Macys
I am a star and she is real shady
n*ggas want beef like they ordered a taco
Hit that b*tch like the lotto
MOB stay the motto
Cause these hoes out her love to swallow
Picture me like Picasso
I start some sh*t and you n*ggas just follow
(Yeah) I start and y’all just follow
n*ggas they claiming they with that
Break a b*tch down just like a kit kat
45 got impact
They don’t want smoke they crew yelling get back
I might pull up with the dirty
Dirty stick no Kentucky Derby
My b*tch hair is long and curly
Wear that strap like a jersey
Counting that money I’m nerdy
Beat the case shout out my attorney
Skrt off with the thirty
All hit his head cause my aim is real sturdy
Glocks black Eddie Murphy
Carry that n*gga away on a gurney
Shout out to Jay shout out to my sis
I get snatched up ain't no worries