Blaze Up ft. AJP Lyrics

Spin the block, double back, then we whack 'em (Huh)

Leave a nigga to his death, body bag 'em (Huh)

Pussy nigga started runnin' toe-tagged 'em

Nigga looked at me wrong, I swear to god I had to smack 'em (Had to dome)

Weird bitch, wanna pop it, what a bum

(What the fuck?)

Run from a fade, but these guns you can't out-run

(Hell naw)

Talk on the gang, i'm a leave his ass slumped

They can't fuck with me now, 'cause of the nigga I've become (No)

No regrets, I don't fear no nigga (No man)

Hand it here, I know you scared to pull the trigger

(What the fuck?)

I'm in the field, and i'm pressin' any issue

Nigga mean-muggin' hard, I told the nigga take a picture (It'll last longer)

Niggas weird, niggas marks, niggas busters (You a hoe)

Niggas jokes, niggas clowns, Chris Tucker

(What the fuck?)

I'm hella real, you ain't fuckin' with a sucker

I don't get up in the business, I ain't fuckin' with them fuckers (Nope)

Bitch i'm fin to bust this choppa, you better move (Get the fuck)

I can't leave the fuckin' house without my tool (My gun)

Nigga talkin' out his neck like who is this dude?

Bitch I keep the fire just in case I lose my cool (Keep the fire)

Niggas squares, niggas weird, man they hoes (Bitch)

Freak bitch, bend it over, touch her toes (Let me fuck)

Where he from? Shit, who the fuck knows?

Tell a nigga blaze up, do he really want the smoke? (Blaze up)

559 rip through skin, he ain't gone live (Hell naw)

Tell them niggas watch they back we totin' sticks (A gun)

J.O.Y and AJP, you know what it is

Don't try to dodge, I got aim and you gone get hit

Aye, so you knowin' what it is (What?)

If i'm with J.O.Y, then you know we totin' sticks

Yeah a bad bitch on me, yeah she love suckin' dick

I ain't fuckin' with no scoom, that been fuckin' up my chip

Like Ayy, tell these niggas whats crackin' (Yup)

Leave his body, toe-taggin' (Uh-uh)

Tell these niggas go bag it

Yeah I killed this nigga wrong, why these niggas tryin' to flag it?

Like huh? Y'all niggas pop it, what a bum

Every time I pop Drac, why y'all niggas want to run?

Every skit that I'm on, yeah I left them on the news

Yeah, the way I use my blower, yeah my niggas act a fool

I can't lie about killings, only God know my sins (What?)

Yeah I'm tryin' to get some wins

Leave his body in a ditch

Cold body, cold-case, yeah I let that nigga sit

Yeah, callin' my phone, she like can I be your friend? (Nah)

Nah I ain't doin' this again (Yup)

Told my ex what it is (Fuck her)

Yeah Joint Of the Year, i'm the nigga that set trends (J.O.Y)

Like bitch, tell these niggas where i'm at (I ain't scared)

Tell them niggas I got strap (Big blowers)

I ain't never want to lack (Nah)

Yeah i'm givin' niggas presents, put a body in that bag