Blaze Up (feat. J.E.L)

Commas don't come around if we don't come around Yeah they call me it but hoe I ain't no clown They gon want them grams sorry I only sell by pounds Im like who that when I look down another niggas girl like damn Another groupie claiming she a fan 35 niggas pull up and we spark it up Up in the clouds look down and we upper cut He don't want beef He gone off that lean the double cup Blaze up with my niggas ouuuuu Blaze up with my gang ouuuuu Curry with the shot and its block proof Niggas played me and they turned into some goons Nigga high like a balloon Gone off like boom bulletproof I shoot Sorry I ain't say but I always knew This that old shit ain't nothing new Guns they be popping but Im bulletproof Guns they be popping but but Im bulletproof Pulled up in a chevy There go Logan with the pole Ak-47's smack 11's Leave a bigger hole Catch you in yo chest All the hate let it rest I drop a tape they impress Run me a bag up then ran up a check Bad bitch gave topee I had on a vest No I ain't lying my fit is to fresh Icee freezing cold like baguettes my neck Not to brag I get money I just never flex Nah I just never flex Aye I just never flex Aye I just never flex Yeah We out bitch