(Intro)
Did you pray today?
Did you pray today?
I could d**k you down on some gangster s**t
Did you pray today?
I could put you down on the gangster s**t
I could put you down with some gangster s**t
Did you pray today?
Did you have a baby?
You got ventilation
Her sex is amazing
She like penetrating
I’ll leave that pu*** aching
Thugger!
(Verse 1)
I was banging, serving rocks inside my classes
Big pimping, you can send it up, just fax it
I was fresh, every day like it was my last day
These politics, they’re tryna lock me up and latch it
These politics, they’re tryna bop me, but I’m savage
For every b*tch that tried to diss me, I’m not average
I told my mom I want some green, ain’t talking cabbage
These bi**hes backstabbing and these ni**as done turned to addicts
They riding round geeked up out their mind
Soon as they come down, ain’t got a f**king dime
Where that ni**a? That reggie, that’s a whole other story
Her ni**a’s diamonds like glaciers, seven rings on me like Horry
I flood my wifey with them VVs and that CC
I swear to God I’ve been so fresh ever since little league
My old lady know all these girls are tryna steal me
Steal, yeah
Check out my diamonds, I’ma shine until they feel me
They put them teeth inside my mouth and then she healed me
All these pu**y ni**as really small, lily
Yeah she put that pu**y on my log, ooh-wee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Chorus)
I could d**k you down on some gangster s**t
I could d**k you down on some gangster s**t
I could put you down on some gangster s**t
I could have you riding round with gangsters, s**t
I could talk to, she’s a gangsta bi**h
I can talk to Ralo, he a gangsta ni**a
Yeah, I done popped the top, that’s a gangsta lit
650 though, that’s a gangsta lick
(Verse 2)
Running circles, on these ni**as
Drinking color purple, on these ni**as
Ayyy, I’ma take off running, on these b*tches
When hungry, I fill up my tummy, with these riches
When I’m serving you, homie, when I’m serving you
Gotta keep the tool on me, gotta keep the tool
Her booty looking plummy, plummy
These lil ni**as looking bummy, bummy
If I say, Come on, you know she coming, coming
OG Kush, it’s smelling like a junkie, junkie
These f**k ni**as, they done bought my drugs
They’ll have you looking like a man in debt
You see I’m out here
(Repeat Chorus)
