Pray For 'Em (feat. MTF Ron)
Mk47
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Only smokin' on that potent Henny fuckin' up my motion F*ck her rub her down in lotion These boys are my sons, I'm the one coachin' Back out, hit it I might get my coupe tinted Hit it for an hour, she came twice, but I ain't even finish High as f*ck, spaceship See me, never say shit Pass me the rock, Jay shit I'm certified no Drake shit I hit up Malachi, he bring the draco out, he going to up it Your homie in a blunt, you ain't do none, I'm just chillin' while I go puff it Don't give a f*ck about nothin' You ain't with it you be bluffin' Bullets singin' just like Ruffin Hawk 'em down you know that he runnin' Yea She call me the goat My dick all up in her throat Told me she want to drive the boat You know that I couldn't say no Get to them mills, Peso Shakin' that ass, J Lo Pussy poppin, ayo Going off the grid, feel like Yeezy Sippin' on that lean, trip getting sleepy Spittin' fire in this bitch, like I am Weezy Uh uh uh, we turnin' up I feel like Tyson Presidential my wrist, Joe Biden If it's smoke you know I apply it Swervin' down your, block flyin' Causing havoc, riot Brodie trap in Queens just like Fetty Shawty on FaceTime yea she wetty Giving me that neck, giving me that Becky This a new era, don't think you is ready You think everything a joke just like you Eddie This smoke I can send, that shit is so deadly Pop up out of nowhere just like I am Freddy Brodie going to run 'em down like Tyreek and he'll throw bullets just like Pat Mahomes Had to spazz real quick on this shit dip blast and then I'm gone Only smokin' on that potent Henny fuckin' up my motion F*ck her rub her down in lotion These boys are my sons, I'm the one coachin' Back out, hit it I might get my coupe tinted Hit it for an hour, she came twice, but I ain't even finish Don't run, boy don't trip And I know a lil thot caught a shot through the whip And it's big MTF and I'm jackin' my M ***** you can get shot if you spinnin' for In the booth smokin' deadys on dead Leg shot, tell 'em walk again Dumb ass boy set him up with a bitch And these ****** be dumb, ****** think with they dick Ain't no politickin' with no faggot He can talk all he want, still get beat with a ratchet Who the f*ck is these ******? ***** chattin' they shit, still get beat by they daddy And I'm fiendin' itchin' off a addy Hop out, robbin' ****** out they taxi He want the smoke, so what's up I won't crash it Want to smoke on some deady, might as well just match it
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