Lyrics

Riding with the white girl I keep her in my pocket
Thick chick on me and she grabbing on my pockets
Got a darkskin ass on a lightskin dude
Got a couple niggas finna start some trouble that's true
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak

Nigga I don't snort I sell it
I don't do work I sell it
I don't talk moves I does it
You don't do shit you tell it
Fuck all of your designer bitch I'm gucci
And my shit ring bells all the shows that they book me
And my shit is like coke in the nose when you bump me
Your work ethic ain't shit stay from me
I die hard for this dream bitch I'm Willis
I live these bars yeah boy I'm the truest
These hands in the air like a stick up I'm the realest
You sick cause your girl is a fan I'm the illest
Colder than a hurt shoulder
Damn can you feel it
Like crack on the stove in your hood can you smell it
Cops on your ass for some shit can you see it
Drugs money that's what we about can you hear it

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Riding with the white girl I keep her in my pocket
Thick chick on me and she grabbing on my pockets
Got a darkskin ass on a lightskin dude
Got a couple niggas finna start some trouble that's true
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak

Nigga I don't snort I sell it
Nigga I'm dope come sniff it
I don't talk shit I'm about it
You don't do shit you tell it
I don't flex colors yeah my clothes all black
I don't chase ones yeah my eyes see stacks
You ain't never seen niggas with rich figures addicted
And the drugs they take don't disfigure their business
I rather get rich off a habit
That's why I'm in this place with a real thick one and the white
And he want to buy said he want to try
I don't know why but I know I got to be
This sick nigga with the sick shit
Make all these showcases eat shit when he rip shit
Not a killer but he know a couple killers

Riding with the white girl I keep her in my pocket
Thick chick on me and she grabbing on my pockets
Got a darkskin ass on a lightskin dude
Got a couple niggas finna start some trouble that's true
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak
Pray for the weak

Writer(s): Brenden Sanchez

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