Praise The Lord (Da Shine) [feat. Skepta]

Get it, text a message, I don't know the number

Flexin' on these ****, every bone and muscle

Steady takin' shots but never hurtin' numbers

Even then, y'all don't worry nothin'

And I'd like to give a shout out

To my **** with the game plan

And shout outs to my **** with escape plans

Twenty bands, rain dance

We could either rain check or we can make plans

Pockets loaded, rocket loaded, 'kay, let's rock-and-roll this

Time to go, lock, stock and two smokin' barrels

Locked and loaded, diamonds glowing, chart-climbin' on 'em

You think I'm jumping out the window how I got 'em open

Line around the corner, line 'em up the block and over

Sometimes, I even stop the smoking when it's time to focus

My shades Dior, my pants, velour

Create, explore, expand, conquer

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

Yeah, I sold the pack, the loose, the hard

I listened to X, I peeped the bars

The snakes, the rats, the cats, the dogs

The game's a trap, protect your heart

I waited in line, return, refine

The new design, it's time to shine

To shine, to shine, to shine, to shine

I hustle, I flex, the world is mine

So please believe, allow the greaze

These ****, disease, don't speak, we squeeze

I make the devil go weak, the knees

You hate, you're lame, you lost

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

She came, I came, now what's my name?

My chain, my pants, my pants with the chain

They know it's me, the hat and the shades

They heard my voice and they ran to the stage

My Vans, my braids, my mans, my Bape

My girls, my ex, my hoes that I left

The way I stepped out the car, that's a flex

Give thanks, get fresh

Praise the Lord, then finesse, bless

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours