EAST POINT PRAYER Vince Staples & Lil Baby

[Chorus: Vince Staples]
Money, mantra
Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed
Better not slip, I'ma crash, yeah
You ain't shot shit, get your stats up
Kept the sticks lit, I'm a factor
I was out there, when it mattered
Had the chopstick with the ladder
Made it count, made it to Atlanta

[Bridge: Vince Staples]
Off of Camp Creek, with no plan C
I was here first, understand me?
You gotta stay alert, understand me?
If they catch me, they gon' blast me

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Yeah, bounce out, chunkin' up the hood
Money in the bank, so I'm feelin' good
Pulled up on the gang, never Hollywood
Showin' em the way so they show a nigga love
But, these lil' niggas runnin' wild
Bought a .40 cal, out the Jordan Downs
Married to the streets, know she get around
I never wanna leave, I'm never out of bounds, yeah
Ain't no peacin' up if you body one of us
Body for a body, big body Benz truck
Bounce out boogie, play pussy, get fucked
When these niggas get tough
Since when these niggas want war with us?
Lick a gunshot, bloodshot corneas
I been out all night tryna make it out
Swear to God that the set was the safest route
And what they about?