lirik lagu praise – kid caprio
(chorus)
feeling like christ
when finna switch flights
i don’t never hit twice
all day all day
feet is six stripes
but i’m feeling like tys
i don’t gotta be nice
i’m paid i’m paid
might drink for the hype
might ride for the bay
i been smoking on purp b*tch
liable to say
anything i don’t really wanna die
i’m afraid
ain’t n0body ever tell you not to lie
when you pray
(verse 1)
i been f*cking running sh*t
and b*tches love it sucking d*ck
and she gonna put it on the kid on live for the watch
brother stuff a blunt to hit
and imma take another sip
and if i want it imma get it
might buy it from the ops
if i roll another zip then they’ll be all up on the clique
and b*tches dont like to admit that i’m a vibe for the thots
imma grab another grip and maybe drop a couple clips
and hoes be all over my pics
i need to hide from the cops
homie i’m the one
i feel like the greatest
don’t know what i done
but i stunt with a b*tch up in vegas
got blunts filled with skunk thats from different locations
i make that sh*t bump screaming f*ck limitations
got hits in the trunk and i’m done with this patience
need 10 fits a month
and i’m stuck in the matrix
so i just said f*ck it i’m dunking on davis
(chorus)
feeling like christ
when finna switch flights
i don’t never hit twice
all day all day
feet is six stripes
but i’m feeling like tys
i don’t gotta be nice
i’m paid i’m paid
might drink for the hype
might ride for the bay
i been smoking on purp b*tch
liable to say
anything i don’t really wanna die
i’m afraid
ain’t n0body ever tell you not to lie
when you pray
(verse 2)
i been trynna get a b*tch from every state up in the globe
really living getting rich and getting faded how it go
dedicated and i guess that you could say that i’m a pro
if i need imma it imma take it getting paper on the road
i got 3 them b*tches naked and they shaking on the pole
godforsaken what you motherf*ckers thinking i’m the pope
y’all mistaken i’ll be motherf*cking hanging on the rope
before if i ever stop meaning i’ll be singing as the goat
b*tch i need a glock
get the ford for the forty
did it for the guap and the b*tches that thought they adored me
we yelling f*ck swat in the spot with your shordie
i’m making sh*t hot until doc’ll record me
i don’t give a f*ck if im pop or im corny
i’m not but i’m locked in the slot with these b*tches
that topped it before me yuh
(chorus)
feeling like christ
when finna switch flights
i don’t never hit twice
all day all day
feet is six stripes
but i’m feeling like tys
i don’t gotta be nice
i’m paid i’m paid
might drink for the hype
might ride for the bay
i been smoking on purp b*tch
liable to say
anything i don’t really wanna die
i’m afraid
ain’t n0body ever tell you not to lie
when you pray
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