PRAY/PREY Lyrics

When you see me yeah you better fucking pray, aye

I can tell you bitch made by the look on your face

Boutta spin your block like a fucking Beyblade

Better hope to yourself that you don't become prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Get out of my fucking way if you don't wanna be prey

Get out of my way, hollow tips in my AK

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Ride around town in a matte black A6

Everywhere that i go, cold cases

I feel like a Gemini, way I got two faces

Every time I look up in my wallet, blue faces

Pull up, matte black car, shooting up your home, huh

Beat you with a bat, hit your skull, that's a home run

Wanna fucking gamble with your life, you better bet none

Got a fucking death wish, I'm a genie, it'll get done

Bitch I'm boutta level up

You know I don't give a fuck

Run up on my competition

And I fucking stomp them out

Bitch I got blood on my shoes

I dont wear no Christian Lou's

Kick a door down like Master Wu

Walk in your spot, point a gun at you

You duck every time I shoot

Say you tough, that don't compute

I got killers, they en route

You best hope you ain't my fucking

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Get out of my fucking way if you don't wanna be prey

Get out of my way, hollow tips in my AK

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey

Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey