Gucci Mane, Rich Homie Quan - Say a Prayer lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
Rich Homie Quan [Dequantes Devontay Lamar] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Gucci Mane, Rich Homie Quan - Say a Prayer lyrics]
Let's go, haha, tick tick
Six spots, twelve stoves
And I need more pots
And I tote more knots than a Boy Scout got
The junkies say it’s finger lickin’
How I whip up powder
I took your food and Prada shoes
And added me more power
And if you bought some Sour Diesel
Then your dream gone sour
I treat your shooters like cowards
Make your team look sour
I feed the hood with the bowl
Like I cook clam chowder
RIP to Steve McNair
That boy right arm was a rifle
I would race you for the car
But look you don't got the title
If you ain't made ten mil
I can't call you my rival
I got your baby mama suckin'
On me using saliva
I made the Forbes list bitch
Man you just a subscriber
My mam say you just a lyin’ ass
Conniving lil’ diver
My nigga killed his own brother
Seen that shit in the bible
Man, Joe Blow chose the fork
But you chose the screwdriver
I may did never steal a car
But I did cash off on nine of them
I go so hard I make you dump
Your whole roster to sign me
And you can find me in the six
With all my shooters behind me
I’mma say a prayer, get a blessing today
(amen)
No grey hair, I ain’t stressin’ the case
Make you scratch for the chase
I invested in yay
Man what else can I say? I’m
Still gon’ flex in they face
What the fuck can I say? I
Got racks in the safe
Get wrong that gat on my waist
That house they trap in that place
Leaning so hard on the drank
I forgot what to say
Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
That right too, I’m having my way
By the bay, I move, penthouse by the lake
They cool, my neighbors
Got a gate so you know them folks safe
Got a pool, twelve acres
And a guest house if you wanna stay
Man I’m cool, gettin’ paper
And a custom Cartier i’m a smooth operator
I got a customer named Sade
And she’ll bug a motherfucker all day
Then try to pull up in all grey
I ain’t gon’ play with
You, I’m impatient too
Ain’t gon’ wait for you
I’m pimpin’ like players do, lean
And matching gator shoes
The windbreaker hater proof
Nigga lookin’ nervous, Gerber
Soft like baby food
Okay cool, I got a plug like no other
No discussion, me and Thugger
Waiting on judgement
I’mma say a prayer, get a blessing today
(amen)
No grey hair, I ain’t stressin’ the case
Make you scratch for the chase
I invested in yay
Man what else can I say? I’m
Still gon’ flex in they face
What the fuck can I say? I
Got racks in the safe
Get wrong that gat on my waist
That house they trap in that place
Leaning so hard on the drank
I forgot what to say
Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
I’mma say a prayer, get a blessing today
(amen)
No grey hair, I ain’t stressin’ the case
Make you scratch for the chase
I invested in yay
Man what else can I say? I’m
Still gon’ flex in they face
What the fuck can I say? I
Got racks in the safe
Get wrong that gat on my waist
That house they trap in that place
Leaning so hard on the drank
I forgot what to say
Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
Oh, Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
Oh, Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Six spots, twelve stoves
And I need more pots
And I tote more knots than a Boy Scout got
The junkies say it’s finger lickin’
How I whip up powder
I took your food and Prada shoes
And added me more power
And if you bought some Sour Diesel
Then your dream gone sour
I treat your shooters like cowards
Make your team look sour
I feed the hood with the bowl
Like I cook clam chowder
RIP to Steve McNair
That boy right arm was a rifle
I would race you for the car
But look you don't got the title
If you ain't made ten mil
I can't call you my rival
I got your baby mama suckin'
On me using saliva
I made the Forbes list bitch
Man you just a subscriber
My mam say you just a lyin’ ass
Conniving lil’ diver
My nigga killed his own brother
Seen that shit in the bible
Man, Joe Blow chose the fork
But you chose the screwdriver
I may did never steal a car
But I did cash off on nine of them
I go so hard I make you dump
Your whole roster to sign me
And you can find me in the six
With all my shooters behind me
I’mma say a prayer, get a blessing today
(amen)
No grey hair, I ain’t stressin’ the case
Make you scratch for the chase
I invested in yay
Man what else can I say? I’m
Still gon’ flex in they face
What the fuck can I say? I
Got racks in the safe
Get wrong that gat on my waist
That house they trap in that place
Leaning so hard on the drank
I forgot what to say
Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
That right too, I’m having my way
By the bay, I move, penthouse by the lake
They cool, my neighbors
Got a gate so you know them folks safe
Got a pool, twelve acres
And a guest house if you wanna stay
Man I’m cool, gettin’ paper
And a custom Cartier i’m a smooth operator
I got a customer named Sade
And she’ll bug a motherfucker all day
Then try to pull up in all grey
I ain’t gon’ play with
You, I’m impatient too
Ain’t gon’ wait for you
I’m pimpin’ like players do, lean
And matching gator shoes
The windbreaker hater proof
Nigga lookin’ nervous, Gerber
Soft like baby food
Okay cool, I got a plug like no other
No discussion, me and Thugger
Waiting on judgement
I’mma say a prayer, get a blessing today
(amen)
No grey hair, I ain’t stressin’ the case
Make you scratch for the chase
I invested in yay
Man what else can I say? I’m
Still gon’ flex in they face
What the fuck can I say? I
Got racks in the safe
Get wrong that gat on my waist
That house they trap in that place
Leaning so hard on the drank
I forgot what to say
Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
I’mma say a prayer, get a blessing today
(amen)
No grey hair, I ain’t stressin’ the case
Make you scratch for the chase
I invested in yay
Man what else can I say? I’m
Still gon’ flex in they face
What the fuck can I say? I
Got racks in the safe
Get wrong that gat on my waist
That house they trap in that place
Leaning so hard on the drank
I forgot what to say
Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
Oh, Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
Oh, Never forget where I came
And it’s all ‘cause I’m having my way
Oh, oh, oh, oh