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Praise

Praise, Blizz Gang, we the drill team (we the drill team)

Ain't no option, bitch, I gotta up a milli (huh-uh)

Them **** bossy, ain't no way they gonna feel me

Bitch, I gotta keep it on me, I heard **** tryna kill me (tryna kill me)

But I ain't trippin', it's the same shit

**** playin' sides and hoppin' gang, shit don't make sense (don't make sense)

Can't be me, 'cause I'm 300 to the grade, bitch

Know that poppin' on that tough shit get you faced, bitch (get you faced, bitch)

Praise, I ain't the one you wanna play with

I got one up top, decide to slap it, ain't no fading (ain't no fading)

I'm on they neck, yeah, I know them **** hate it

You get smoked by my ****, give a fuck if we related (****)

Make him famous, put his face on a shirt

**** say they miss they bro, I put you with him in the dirt (him in the dirt)

They climb about it 'cause I hit him where it hurts

Slam him with me in the church

Anywhere I'm tryna purge (tryna purge)

A'ight, I set the play to catch him out of bounds (catch him out of bounds)

I get you drilled for them lil' **** that you keep around (that you keep around)

Stitch-lit interrogation, I can't make a sound

Walking down, they know I'm one of them

They gon' know it now (they gon' know it now)

Why they rappin' like they slittin'?

They ain't touch shit, you **** never done shit

The city know we runnin' shit (know we runnin' shit)

You see me bouncing out that load, you better run, bitch

I slide for all of mine, it's Nova, bro, I drop a honey (drop a honey)

All them songs, joint speakin' on the facts (on the facts)

Like all you bitches need to go and check the stats

Yeah, they big 300k, 'til they see me where they at (huh-uh)

To fully hit a **** face and push it back, a'ight

A hundred proof I couldn't change if I tried

If they ever smoked a bro, they losin' three for one of mine

Forcin' **** out the middle, ain't no choice to pick a side

A hundred shots inside to spot them **** stupid if they slide (if they slide)

If outta halo, rearrange **** facial

All you **** wanna diss 'til mama see him on the cable (huh-uh)

I'll let him pray to God, but I'm a demon, he can't save you

I'll let a rocket hit him, tryna see where it's gon' take you (where it's gon' take you)

Give out a halo, rearrange **** facial

All you **** wanna diss, 'til mama see him on the cable (huh, uh)

I'll let him pray to God, but I'm a demon, he can't save you

I'll let a rocket hit him, tryna see where it's gon' take you (where it's gon' take you)

Praise, Blizz Gang, we the drill team