This is a song about "Praise you"

I race them down, a chasing call to praise the crown

I know a little girly from uptown

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Praise god, you feel the shots, no one wants you just like a virus,

Whenever i will come with sound you will praise me

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Bullshitting that nigga did his shit for the clippers

Praise those who pray but i prey on the sinners,

They ask me why i praise like that

That moschino shit is so back

Yea i'm asian and i get them a's, so you know how it goes, something i don't lack is praise

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Nearing that stadium they remained as the crowd shouted praise for my name

These days we praise martin

So now she picks up the gun