Lyrics:
the stinacks
And I got a big-big MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck
strength
Then I see Mighty Mike carrying big bass with a limp
Faith don't fail me I'm walkin' on this water
Destiny's on the other side and I'm approaching
to the Lord
My cry to you will never be ignored by you, my God
Your love is my reward, yes, Lord
One way to the Father, keep it steady on his zone
Big step'n
i'm a die trying to get rich
I got steppers in the six with some big sticks
Five bloods and I’m rolling wit six crips
Patek full of water got his wrist
brother just dey do goodu
Holy water baba pour me Haa
Holy water baba quench their Fire Haa
Holy water baba pour me Haa
Holy water baba quench their Fire
the whole click shawty
I'm just a young nigga tryin' to get rich shawty
I'm a pimp shawty plus I'm from the M shawty
And all these other rappers don't
If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack
To sit in the synagogue and pray.
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall.
And I'd discuss the holy
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
me
Like water round me, now I'm drowning
Pop the flava, getting rowdy
Got the paper and the powder
More insane, it's by the hour
In my mind I'm not
Sprinkle, sprinkle holy water, I'm tryna get rid of my demons
Twinkle, twinkle little star, you gonna turn into a big man
I've been going through
this street dream
Treading water just to keep from drowning
Suffocating, still risking everything
On the line between game and reality
In all actuality,
Ayy, Jeffery
Rich Gang or don't bang, know what I'm sayin'?
Goddamn, money gettin' type of shit
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, I promise I won't ever switch up
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
might make them undress
Oh fo' sure, Solo hoe, minus E and add the three
Three eyes to the third, murdered in the thirty-three
Holy shit, who is this?
Three peat, balling while they knees weak
A little bit of Water for the
Soul got the sin clean
A lot a bit of holy Water from the father
Got the rich
I talk so much shit I wake a dead man up
And I'm the milk man, you better call rent man up
I'm by myself man, and yes I ran my bread back up
Bandplay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dolph Gabbana, hah, ayy
I came outside to shit on 'em today, man
Yeah
Came outside today, water on water
Marnick:
Redemption song yea
my redemption song
Chorus
Me I get on my knees and pray
Bad man no fit lead me astray
Holy water on top my head
Let
If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack
To sit in the synagogue and pray.
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall.
And I'd discuss the holy
Testimonies e no dey finish
Touched by heavenly sounds
Baptized inside the holy waters
Look to the skies
I see my maker
smiling down on me
Only one holy
walking the lord intrinsic
With the Holy ghost i face the devil got the method man
I got the red dot in my white I'm looking like japan
I walk in
Don't wanna see you by yourself, by yourself
By yourself, by yourself, by yourself
We on a drive, looped in
Two seat ride, couped in
Who gon'
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