Praise the Lord (NIN9 Remix)

[Intro]

Nine, bitch

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]

Get it

Text a message, I don't know the number

Flexin' on these niggas, every bone and muscle

Steady taking shots, but never hurting numbers

Even then, y'all don't worry nothin'

And I'd like to give a shout-out to my niggas with a game plan

And shout-outs to my niggas with escape plans

Uh, twenty bands, rain dance

We could either rain check or we can make plans

Pockets loaded, rocket loaded, okay, let's rock and roll this

It's time to go, Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels

Locked and loaded, diamonds glowing, chart-climbing on 'em

You'd think I'm jumping out the window how I got 'em open

Line around the corner, line 'em up the block and over

Sometimes I even stop the smoking when it's time to focus

My shades, Dior, my pants, velour

Create, explore, expand, conquer

[Drop]

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

[Verse 2: Skepta]

Yeah, I sold the pack, the loose, the hard (Yeah)

I listened to X, I peeped the bars (Yeah)

The snakes, the rats, the cats, the dogs

The game's a trap, protect your heart (Yeah)

I waited in line, return, refine

The new design, it's time to shine

To shine, to shine, to shine, to shine

I hustle, I flex, the world is mine

So please believe, allow the greaze

These niggas disease, don't speak, we squeeze

I make the devil go weak the knees

You hate, you're lame, your loss

[Chorus: Skepta]

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours

[Drop]

I came, I saw, I came, I saw

I praise the Lord, then break the law

I take what's mine, then take some more

It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours