Praise The Lord
Ayy, Bands
(Rah, it's BKay, you know) ayy
Yes, Lord, ayy
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All now, we're still taking, saving lives (trust)
My young boy ching my man (ying that)
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies (nah)
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah, nah, brrt)
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it)
My young boy ching my man (ying that)
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah)
Opp block, trip on a paigon's side (paigon's side)
Watch the paigons hide (skeet off)
My bro beat off at the paigon's ride
Watch the car skeet off, fuck thе paigon's life
Ever seen a g-lock get to aiming binе
When I touch the g-spot, it's a "Shake you fine"
Got the mash and g-lock tryna rave and that
I don't care what he's got, man's just breaking spines
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him again (Lord)
He got bunned one time, bro blazed him again (bun)
We do 'nuff gun crime, shells raining again
Keep raining on them, I don't rate none of them (zero)
Even on the backroad, I wouldn't snake one of them
They was envying me, I see the faking in them
G'd up, mazzaleen, now it's shaking again
Need some extendos, haffi raise them again
Where's the extendos to my twin rinse-off?
I seen him run that way, where did his friends go?
One shot, two shot, tryna hit his head, bro
Put corn in your ears, you won't need headphones (nah)
Could've left by now, still in your ends though
Switch, nothin' like Nintendo
My little bro let go, body blow, wet bro
Bro made headstones 'cause he love wet zones
And free Potter 'cah he love swing with it (swing with it)
Probably swim with it
He can talk duke noise, still bringin' it (always)
FTO, SYM, bare vim with it (suck ya mum)
Flingin' it, bro's pingin' it and chingin' it (ayy)
Yo, see the LV pouch got a ting in it (watch it)
But I hopped out and hopped back in, love trimming shit
If it ain't that, he's ringin' it (ringin' it)
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it)
My young boy ching my man
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ying that, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All now, we're still taking, saving lives (watch it)
My young boy ching my man (ayy, ying that)
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife
Plus I'm up in the field, now, slap an .8 ting
I don't really rate him cah the yutes hate him
When I see his face, gotta decorate it (ying that)
I told bro, "We're all one, no separating" (all one)
The gang gets serious if we're all debating
That's VWF, the G's loves shaving
Rambos blazing, she keeps complaining
She keeps calling me "Babes" when it's not a babes ting
Ayy, gyal, lean with it, turn with it
See a man and burst him
G-locks, FNs, ZKs, hurtin' him (hurtin' him)
Lurkin' shaky turbulence
A lot of money, Farm Boys, and murderers
See, the other opp boys just hurdlers (dickheads)
I got kwengs locked up and burglars
Like, bine, bine, bine (brrt)
That's what you hear when the car was skidding
Bine, bine, bine (brrt)
That's what you hear when my mates try wig him
Bine, bine, bine (brrt)
We just gave him a shot and I'm sure it won't jam (nah)
We just corned that punk cah he pulled that stunt (you know, you know)
Made in a blunt, we just called him a cunt now both gyal Runtz (gelato)
Shit, man
Rah, it's BKay, you know
Fuckin' hell
(Rah, it's BKay, you know) ayy
Yes, Lord, ayy
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All now, we're still taking, saving lives (trust)
My young boy ching my man (ying that)
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies (nah)
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah, nah, brrt)
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it)
My young boy ching my man (ying that)
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah)
Opp block, trip on a paigon's side (paigon's side)
Watch the paigons hide (skeet off)
My bro beat off at the paigon's ride
Watch the car skeet off, fuck thе paigon's life
Ever seen a g-lock get to aiming binе
When I touch the g-spot, it's a "Shake you fine"
Got the mash and g-lock tryna rave and that
I don't care what he's got, man's just breaking spines
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him again (Lord)
He got bunned one time, bro blazed him again (bun)
We do 'nuff gun crime, shells raining again
Keep raining on them, I don't rate none of them (zero)
Even on the backroad, I wouldn't snake one of them
They was envying me, I see the faking in them
G'd up, mazzaleen, now it's shaking again
Need some extendos, haffi raise them again
Where's the extendos to my twin rinse-off?
I seen him run that way, where did his friends go?
One shot, two shot, tryna hit his head, bro
Put corn in your ears, you won't need headphones (nah)
Could've left by now, still in your ends though
Switch, nothin' like Nintendo
My little bro let go, body blow, wet bro
Bro made headstones 'cause he love wet zones
And free Potter 'cah he love swing with it (swing with it)
Probably swim with it
He can talk duke noise, still bringin' it (always)
FTO, SYM, bare vim with it (suck ya mum)
Flingin' it, bro's pingin' it and chingin' it (ayy)
Yo, see the LV pouch got a ting in it (watch it)
But I hopped out and hopped back in, love trimming shit
If it ain't that, he's ringin' it (ringin' it)
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it)
My young boy ching my man
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ying that, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All now, we're still taking, saving lives (watch it)
My young boy ching my man (ayy, ying that)
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife
Plus I'm up in the field, now, slap an .8 ting
I don't really rate him cah the yutes hate him
When I see his face, gotta decorate it (ying that)
I told bro, "We're all one, no separating" (all one)
The gang gets serious if we're all debating
That's VWF, the G's loves shaving
Rambos blazing, she keeps complaining
She keeps calling me "Babes" when it's not a babes ting
Ayy, gyal, lean with it, turn with it
See a man and burst him
G-locks, FNs, ZKs, hurtin' him (hurtin' him)
Lurkin' shaky turbulence
A lot of money, Farm Boys, and murderers
See, the other opp boys just hurdlers (dickheads)
I got kwengs locked up and burglars
Like, bine, bine, bine (brrt)
That's what you hear when the car was skidding
Bine, bine, bine (brrt)
That's what you hear when my mates try wig him
Bine, bine, bine (brrt)
We just gave him a shot and I'm sure it won't jam (nah)
We just corned that punk cah he pulled that stunt (you know, you know)
Made in a blunt, we just called him a cunt now both gyal Runtz (gelato)
Shit, man
Rah, it's BKay, you know
Fuckin' hell
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Elam, Greg O. Mays, Darryl Otis Barnes, Christopher Martin, Erik Schrody
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