Pray For 'Em ft. MTF Ron Lyrics

Only smokin' on that potent

Henny fuckin' up my motion

Fuck 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 fuck, 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 fuck 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

Fuck 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 fuck 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