Princeton Prayer

Come on

Yeah

Come on

Hey

Come on

Hey

Come on

Come on

Fox, you coming brazy, brother

Big drills

Yeah

Trust me, nigga

Yeah

Yeah

You know how the fuck we-- You know how we make shit bleed

It's only Reese here

Walk that down for me

Come on

Real shit, don't know what's up to these niggas

You know what you know, I don't fuck with you niggas

Gotta keep clapping till everybody dead on they side

We ain't collecting nothing from them niggas

Niggas be constantly sending them hoes for the low

I ain't finna go out getting jiggy

No competition, I know I'm the best on the road

Now it's time that I stomp you new niggas

Yeah

We killed a bunch of them niggas

The white van, man, we touching on niggas

Too many hoes in my messages

I won't text, I don't feel like fucking them bitches

Loaded, half the block got switches

The other side got them ars on 60

Roll it

Fire this bitch up, I'm choking

Too many militants, strapped up drillers

Deming too much on my feet

I was getting shit asleep, I don't rap about killing

Redrum, once you get with him, I'm heavy on

Standing on business, you heard me clearly

Yeah

The contact heavy and Reap them ready

And new strand puffing them niggas

Comparing me to a nigga too stuck in the

Streets, I can never be none of them niggas

But that boy chase shit down

Run the hoe to my bro tryna clap and get wild

Opp house should never mouth

Trust only trying for real when it's been a little while

I put them niggas in style

Using my name for a clout chase tryna get round

My newest opps was fans

Hate when a nigga can't click so they try tearing down

It's all contact, my real beef go beyond

That, my favorite opps just got wild

Remember them telling me I'll be dead in

A week, it's a must I made it around

Okay

Fuck everybody who clown me, I'm way richer so now who a clown?

Digits and digits inside my account for my children to play

I'ma burn up the town

I don't fuck with a ton, all big time

Spanking, the ops gotta get this belt

Driving this hoe at 200, I keep on flushing

Bae, I'm trying to kill myself

I did this shit on my own with no help or

A loan, I ain't gotta pay nobody else

We put the sun on a nigga, two feet back when he felt he had to melt

I don't really care what they said, I know

What he did, I promise you they need help

I put a bitch on the market to fuck am I

Cuffing up hoes who I put on the shelf?

Fuck on her friends, they hate it 'cause shit

That I did make her want to kill herself

Internet trolls be fed but my opps did you bad, come try it yourself

Come on

You want to come get it, little nigga?

Come on

I never put straps in my pistol

I don't

I never fuck hoes off liquor

I'm done fully bending shit over on sprinters

I tell cuz to chill, he just wanna kill

Say he trying to blind a nigga

Not yet, I'm still on payments, we chilling

Let me get back to my hood and children

I see a nigga I don't like, he know it's

On sight, I give a hand raise with it

They do the job, I don't ask them, they know

I love them, fuck them forever stay with me

Security got his 50, a bulletproof vest

And a bulletproof black truck, nigga

No way, in hella smoke, I can feel it

I get that 20 inside me itching

Real shit, don't know what's up to these niggas

You know what you know, I don't fuck with you niggas

Gotta keep clapping till everybody dead on they side

We ain't collecting nothing from them niggas

Niggas be constantly sending them hoes for

The low, I ain't finna go out getting jiggy

No competition, I know I'm the best on the

Road, now it's time that I stomp you niggas

Yeah

We killed a bunch of them niggas, the

White van, man, we touching on niggas

Too many hoes in my messages, I won't text

I don't feel like fucking them bitches

Loaded, half the block got switches

The other side got them ars on 60

Roll it

Fire this bitch up, I'm choking

Too many militants, strapped up drillers