Pray to Your God, Beg to Your Lord
Mm oh ohh
Ohh ohh
Hhm wow ohh
Hm, yea (Turn up Middy!)
I love all my bitches and they love me too, I think
We been fucking so long, shot a blank
Don't act higher than thou, you not a saint
I could pray to your God, I could beg to your Lord
I know how to play to your lust
I know it's nasty, I'm attracted to your musk
Got you on your knees like you're praying at a Mosque
We gon' smoke this weed and get higher than God
I pray to my God, thanking the Lord that you're in my life
Pass me that light
You know what I like
We're going all night
Your body's my sanctuary, my holy place
Seek solace in your embrace
You say you been stressing lately, let me erase
You like an angel
You light this blunt in my hand
One hit gets me higher than God
Your glow seems to shine in the dark
I know that you love me
Can't nobody break us apart
I know that the Lord's on our side
You're exhaling slowly, just like you blowing that smoke
I'm trying to connect with your soul
In love with each part of you shawty
Swear you're like gold
Swear you're the reason I'm whole, oh yeah, yeah
You're my one addiction, my one desire
Every time I hit, I'm trying to get higher
Body like a temple, I'm trying to worship
You got me burning up hotter than The Fire
Let me be your rock, we could weather any storm
I'll walk on water and take you to shore
Just like a preacher, I could pray to your God
I'll have you singing out loud for your Lord
I love my bitches and they love me, too
She let me hit it from the dawn to the noon
Floating high, she my exotic strain
Got me high as the clouds, going high as the moon
I love all my bitches and they love me too, I think
We been fucking so long, shot a blank
Don't act higher than thou, you not a saint
I could pray to your God, I could beg to your Lord
I know how to play to your lust
I know it's nasty, I'm attracted to your musk
Got you on your knees like you're praying at a Mosque
We gon' smoke this weed and get higher than God
Ohh ohh
Hhm wow ohh
Hm, yea (Turn up Middy!)
I love all my bitches and they love me too, I think
We been fucking so long, shot a blank
Don't act higher than thou, you not a saint
I could pray to your God, I could beg to your Lord
I know how to play to your lust
I know it's nasty, I'm attracted to your musk
Got you on your knees like you're praying at a Mosque
We gon' smoke this weed and get higher than God
I pray to my God, thanking the Lord that you're in my life
Pass me that light
You know what I like
We're going all night
Your body's my sanctuary, my holy place
Seek solace in your embrace
You say you been stressing lately, let me erase
You like an angel
You light this blunt in my hand
One hit gets me higher than God
Your glow seems to shine in the dark
I know that you love me
Can't nobody break us apart
I know that the Lord's on our side
You're exhaling slowly, just like you blowing that smoke
I'm trying to connect with your soul
In love with each part of you shawty
Swear you're like gold
Swear you're the reason I'm whole, oh yeah, yeah
You're my one addiction, my one desire
Every time I hit, I'm trying to get higher
Body like a temple, I'm trying to worship
You got me burning up hotter than The Fire
Let me be your rock, we could weather any storm
I'll walk on water and take you to shore
Just like a preacher, I could pray to your God
I'll have you singing out loud for your Lord
I love my bitches and they love me, too
She let me hit it from the dawn to the noon
Floating high, she my exotic strain
Got me high as the clouds, going high as the moon
I love all my bitches and they love me too, I think
We been fucking so long, shot a blank
Don't act higher than thou, you not a saint
I could pray to your God, I could beg to your Lord
I know how to play to your lust
I know it's nasty, I'm attracted to your musk
Got you on your knees like you're praying at a Mosque
We gon' smoke this weed and get higher than God
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Writer(s): Micah Harris
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