Spray & Pray

(Um, um, um)
(Um, um, um, okay)
(Uh-huh, okay)
(Callaway, Callaway, Callaway)

You know that we ain’t gon play
.40 on my hip, it’s automatic, it gon spray
Never lost a battle, I’m exhausted from the pain
Never gon lose I am never gon take breaks
They said I was done last year, now they is the clown
Why you comin at me? You is lookin from the ground
Put respect on my name or you gon get these rounds
Hit mark on yo ass, now you layin on the ground
Speeding pass these people that be here for the fame
Do it for my momma and my boys in the gates
When I got the mask on I am lookin like I’m Banе
Pull up on me and you gon shoot, you got bad aim (pah)
Steven Hawking in a wheelchair likе Mario Kart
Go bananas, you slip on it, you was last from the start
Got this yellow money I am feelin like I’m Bart (uh, ay)
You is smellin real bad, you smell like a fart (uh, ay)

(Yeah, you smell bad muhfucka)
(Got this yellow money, I’m feelin like I’m Bart, like I’m Bart, you is last from the start, from the start, uh)

(Callaway, Callaway, Callaway)

(Uh, uh, ay uh)

AK
It gon spray
Spray and pray
Fuck your main
She mine for the day
Just for laughs
Just for gags
AK
It gon spray
Spray and pray
Fuck your main
She mine for today
Just for laughs
Just for gags
(Just for gags)

(AK uh)
(It gon fucking spray, uh)
(Spray and pray)
(Spray and muhfuckin pray)
(Just for laughs bitch just for gags)

Your not that guy pal, trust me
Your not that guy