Eye Pray Lyrics - Gucci Mane

[Intro: Gucci Mane & Yvng God] 

Huh 

I'd like to thank God 

Yvng God on the wave! 

It's Gucci! 

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I hope I get the dope 

I hope I beat this case 

I hope I touch down with the blow 

I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray 

I touch down with the 'yo 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I thank you for the dope 

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[Verse 2: Lil Yachty] 

Thank you my Lord 

Fendi band-aid for my sores 

Flex all my ice on my whores 

They love that bling when it blang 

My triple-two shooter, he stay with that Ruger 

He'll do ya, do ya, if you act like you 'bout it 

Winnin' a beef with Lil Boat? Bitch I doubt it (fuck nah) 

Tweeted that bitch back now she feelin' clouted 

Bitch, shut the fuck up, call me father 

New diamond chain, look proper 

Gold Cartiers got me looking like a robber 

Chillin' in the studio, with gunmen and robbers 

But ayy what it do, GuWop? 

Old niggas hate Boat, the new hip-hop 

And I bet that just made you mad 

Bitch, fuck 'em 

It's Lil Boat! 

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I hope I get the dope 

I hope I beat this case 

I hope I touch down with the blow 

I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray 

I touch down with the 'yo 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I thank you for the dope 

[Verse 2: P. Reign] 

Yeah, fishtail off the lot 

Ten pairs of gators, the kicks made of crocs 

Snakeskin band on the watch 

Just bought a new mink and my bitch is a fox 

Kilos, kilos, so much Keisha weighs what an elephant does 

Everybody heavy, we got elephant love 

Took a page out of Plies and ran off on the plug 

Bentleys, all about the Benji's 

Just blew ten G's on Jet Li's 

All kicks, bricks flawless 

When they ask how I do it I say "All wrist" 

When they ask 'bout my clique I say "All bitch" 

Bought a brick in New York, sold it in all nicks 

My new bitch ask who all hit (who you with?) 

I tell her "Whoa there," it's a long list 

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I hope I get the dope 

I hope I beat this case 

I hope I touch down with the blow 

I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray 

I touch down with the 'yo 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I thank you for the dope 

[Verse 3: Fa$t Life] 

Dash, fast, pull up in that gas back 

Smokin' kush out that trashbag 

Savage dawg, oh my God, what? You made me mad 

Don't you ever gon' make me mad 

I've been gettin' cash, I've been gettin' that extra tax 

Put a [?] inside the [?] 

No cap and gown, got yo bitch on a cap-me-down 

Every time she just wipe me down 

Gon' and flex on me, niggas, I'll flex on you niggas 

Got racks for these bitches, we pay for these hoes 

I've been getting money and it go, and it go 

Everybody always know we gon' blow 

All these bitches know praying for blow 

Sellin' that snort, snow on the bluff 

Got that 30, that 40, don't ever act up 

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I hope I get the dope 

I hope I beat this case 

I hope I touch down with the blow 

I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray 

I touch down with the 'yo 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I thank you for the dope 

[Verse 4: Rich the Kid] 

Young nigga, I'm playin' with the yola, Coca-Cola 

Choppin' the block with the cola 

Look at my wrist it's on Polo 

Yeah we winnin', I'ma keep on winnin' 

Niggas hatin', I'm gon' keep on jiggin' 

Ayy, pulled up, my ceilin' was missin' 

Young rich nigga on the top now 

Is she bad? Is she foreign? Give me top now 

Ayy, I just can't stop... six bitches 

Fuck your bitch make her go missin' 

You cuffin' that ho, you trippin' 

Walk out the bank with a bankroll 

Wrist too cold 

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I hope I get the dope 

I hope I beat this case 

I hope I touch down with the blow 

I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray 

I touch down with the 'yo 

God, oh God, oh God, oh God 

I thank you for the dope