svpreme ink – praise lyrics
[pre-chorus]
praise to the gods, got a circle full of holy ones
meet me at the club, heard your shorty finna roll me one
you can get on your knees, i could give you all of your dreams
understand this sh-t is bigger than money and some weed
[chorus]
i did so many wrongs, i’m just tryna get it right
praise to the gods, when you hop up in my ride
all these druggy hoes, they be tryna spend the night
told that b-tch don’t blow my high, i’m just tryna live my life
okay i did so many wrongs, i’m just tryna get it right
praise to the gods, when you hop up in my ride
all these druggy hoes, they be tryna spend the night
told that b-tch don’t blow my high, i’m just tryna live my life
[verse 1]
ok, i’m livin’ now, livin’ now
2k on the watch, i’m wit it now
these hoes play games, won’t say no names
but i duck and dodge when i hit it now
hit the crowd, i’m in it (in it)
hit the loud, i’m spinnin’ (spinnin’)
bring it back to that britney wave
i sniff it all ’til it’s finished (finished)
i do it boy, you can leap frog if you want the noise
black toys, i got it
everybody on the wave when i cop it, uh
double cup, double cup
’bout to flip eight plates tryna double up
all of these b-tches is lames, stay out my lane
unless you tryin’ to f-ck
[pre-chorus]
praise to the gods, got a circle full of holy ones
meet me at the club, heard your shorty finna roll me one
you can get on your knees, i could give you all of your dreams
understand this sh-t is bigger than money and some weed
[chorus]
i did so many wrongs, i’m just tryna get it right
praise to the gods, when you hop up in my ride
all these druggy hoes, they be tryna spend the night
told that b-tch don’t blow my high, i’m just tryna live my life
okay i did so many wrongs, i’m just tryna get it right
praise to the gods, when you hop up in my ride
all these druggy hoes, they be tryna spend the night
told that b-tch don’t blow my high, i’m just tryna live my life
[verse 2]
ok, tryna live, tryna live
one verse, 10k, if you tryin’ to bid
critics chat, b-tch shut up
got bread on the ye, b-tch what up? uh
i just be hittin’ the flow, hittin’ the dro
how far you tryin’ to go?
please let all them n-gg-s know
me i k!ll more than a queen, at least for the feast
a beast on the beat, i am out of control
no, i’m not alone
i do what i feel and i feel what i do
you under a clone
i’m schooling these fools on these tracks
please fall back
thomas go ham with the mack
you n-gg-s is wack
get a pen and a pad and learn how to rap
uh
[interlude]
[pre-chorus]
praise to the gods, got a circle full of holy ones
meet me at the club, heard your shorty finna roll me one
you can get on your knees, i could give you all of your dreams
understand this sh-t is bigger than money and some weed
[chorus]
i did so many wrongs, i’m just tryna get it right
praise to the gods, when you hop up in my ride
all these druggy hoes, they be tryna spend the night
told that b-tch don’t blow my high, i’m just tryna live my life
okay i did so many wrongs, i’m just tryna get it right
praise to the gods, when you hop up in my ride
all these druggy hoes, they be tryna spend the night
told that b-tch don’t blow my high, i’m just tryna live my life
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