Pray444Me (feat. Tito, Jiah'er & WhosMerci)

Yeah
JSK shit
I'm a god on the Earth, when I walk out my city they praying for me
Can you pray for me baby? I got you down to your knees
Shit ain't what it seem baby, I rock Balenci' for jeans
JSK is the team baby, always on top of beam
Ain't no hater, big time raver, I gotta get to the cash and it's means
Big time paper, that my savior, colorblind, I only see blue and green
Foreign racer, bad bitch chaser, I fuck with black girls, flavor, flavor
I'm going greater, greater, pull up too scary like The Undertaker
Big Balance been keeping it P
W-O-K up in my drink
Won't say they name cause fuck giving 'em clout
Making these rubber bands what I'm about
Haven't you heard I'm up next from the west
They know that Cali girls do it the best
I was in Ella, I hang with the goats
Flew far away from nest now I float
I been on Saturn, like every Saturday, I been big geeking, won't crash out, no sadder day
Always on fleeky, nice to meet me, I'm rocking ricky, ain't no peeking
SD, LA, always out with my gremlins
Bitches love me like a dude is Shawn Mendez
Untouchable flows not a dude couldn't lend this
I keep it so 10 times 10, no pretending
Woah
I get a bag and I flip it, laughing my way to the bank
Diamonds all up on my wrist, diamonds all up on my chain (can you pray for me, gang?)
She got to break that back, all on my phone bitch really got wack
Linked with a bitch, that ass was fat
Boy so cap
They don't know I got racks
I'm a god on the Earth, when I walk out my city they praying for me
Can you pray for me baby? I got you down to your knees
Shit ain't what it seem baby, I rock Balenci' for jeans
JSK is the team baby, always on top of beam (It's 4W baby, ah)
I- I know my n****'s don't love me, I know they out to get me, I know they want to hurt me, please pray for me
Treat these n****'s like bitches, these bitches like n****'s, they turnt on me
Replace my heart with the green
Solo pics, no team
Camera crew on the scene
We keep glockys with beams
Bitch
Before I trust a n**** I'll die slow
Pray for me, got my mind gone
Karma a bitch, she my side hoe
She gone catch up with me, baby, I know
All these bitches love me, that's a side note
Have a thick bitch walk a tight rope
I can make it rain, bring a light coat
Find me where it's sunny, on ladders of money
See Merci, he always on top of the green
These n****'s bummy, they crash out like dummies
Ain't no way I'd let 'em be part of the team
Only one way that you'll beat me and that's in your dreams, huh, yeah
You better wake up and see that it's not what it seems, huh, yeah
She on her knees, I ask her to pray for me
She wan' spend the day with me
Feel like a fiend, I'm smoking and counting this green, I run it up like a machine
Run up on the team, we putting you right on the screen, we turning you into a scene
I'm with the soldiers, with the marines
Smoking that doja, it's a routine
I'm with some fanned out hoes
She want me to go introduce her to Balance
I get a bag and I flip it, laughing my way to the bank
Diamonds all up on my wrist, diamonds all up on my chain (can you pray for me, gang?)
She got to break that back, all on my phone bitch really got wack
Linked with a bitch, that ass was fat
Boy so cap
They don't know I got racks
I'm a god on the Earth, when I walk out my city they praying for me
Can you pray for me baby? I got you down to your knees
Shit ain't what it seem baby, I rock Balenci' for jeans
JSK is the team baby, always on top of beam
Don't ask for prayer Balance
They'll pray to you