Sinners Prayer Lyrics

[Intro]
(YoungTN productions)
(These hoes got to hear this shit, Saucii)
Yeah, I ain't never tell nobody
(Ayo, Pluto, you going brazy)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I care what's your name, they want me to say it
All I been doing is praying
Load up the cutter and I got to the spraying
Do it again if a nigga start playing
What's all that shit he was saying?
The last nigga want the last nigga back
They think I'm p*ssy 'cause I sing a lil' bit, bitch, I'm dangerous
Ain't never had a shootout with Tydre but bitch, I'm banging
Ain't never had a shootout with J Blyckk, I know he banging
They know Amp my right-hand man, he say the word, I get to swangin
My chain, it clang when I'm aiming
Got fire-star bangers
Her p*ssy so good, said bitch, you might just be an angel
Get to dropping, let off shots, he get shot, hе an angel
We get to dropping, lеt off shots, he get shot from all angles

[Verse 1]
Do whatever for Johnny, I just went to Johnny Dang
I went for one thing, but I walked out with a lot of things
I guess I like seeing blood, no vampire, I'ma cop fangs
Tell a ho to move over, rover , you ain't throwing p*ssy, I ain't copping rings
You don't blow the brain, I won't cop a ring
Shit, I might [?] my name
She got needy, I did her wrong, she got K-Mart
She wanted the bag 'cause she know I'ma blow like napalm
I striked her, I'ma just one-night her, I won't wife her, don't like her
I ain't met a bitch like Simona, might make her mine
I might leave everybody alone, I be making too much time
Shots ring when they slide
And yes, somebody died, I ain't cry
They told me, "Get a job," I got money, now they wanna ride

[Chorus]
Yeah, I care what's your name, they want me to say it
All I been doing is praying
Load up the cutter and I got to the spraying
Do it again if a nigga start playing
What's all that shit he was saying?
The last nigga want the last nigga back
They think I'm p*ssy 'cause I sing a lil' bit, bitch, I'm dangerous Ain't never had a shootout with Tydre but bitch, I'm banging
Ain't never had a shootout with J Blyckk, I know he banging
They know Amp my right-hand man, he say the word, I get to swangin
My chain, it clang when I'm aiming
Got fire-star bangers
Her p*ssy so good, said bitch, you might just be an angel
Get to dropping, let off shots, he get shot, he an angel
We get to dropping, let off shots, he get shot from all angles

[Verse 2]
Yeah, bang, bang
Let a nigga reach for my chain, dang
It ain't impossible, but I'ma be in chain gang
They think this shit sweet, I'ma show a nigga how to change lanes
Ain't blow that money that I signed for, I maintain
I'm flawless, balling, I won't do this often
Every time I ride, I got more than a hundred shots 'cause I'm cautious
Ain't get sick to my stomach about that body, I ain't nauseous
But now that nigga dead, rest in piss, let's get off it
Fah-fah-fah, needles, think I'm a speedracer
Think I'm in love with the money, I ain't a green chaser
Blue faces, walk 'em down, tighten up my shoelaces
Right in my city, I got two places

[Chorus]
Yeah, I care what's your name, what they want me to say it
All I been doing is praying
Load up the cutter and I got to the spraying
Do it again if a nigga start playing
What's all that shit he was saying?
The last nigga want the last nigga back
They think I'm p*ssy 'cause I sing a lil' bit, bitch, I'm dangerous
Ain't never had a shootout with Tydre but bitch, I'm banging
Ain't never had a shootout with J Blyckk, I know he banging
They know Amp my right-hand man, he say the word, I get to swangin
My chain, it clang when I'm aiming
Got fire-star bangers
Her p*ssy so good, said bitch, you might just be an angel
Get to dropping, let off shots, he get shot, he an angel
We get to dropping, let off shots, he get shot from all angles

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