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Blazin' Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Blaze it blaze it blaze it blaze it blaze it
Yeh, yeahuh
Blaaaze another one up
Raising my cup tell 'em pour me up
Pacing myself can't drink too much
Gotta stay sharp just in case I gotta clutch
Niggas in the cut I ain't worried that much
Gotta 30 on him how you got it in the club
Scared to get dirty you ain't get it out the mud
Niggas wearing wires and they claiming they the plug
Young nigga having motion pack came in yeh
Niggas be square no wonder they ain't spin yet
Hoe from New Orleans imma eat her like a beignet
Nigga so sweet imma whack him like a piñata
With my nigga Bins and he told me it's a done dada
I don't got many friends I be riding with my fucking brothers
I can't pretend to be something that I never was
Hop out the Audi to the telly, yeah we by the water
If you want a IG model then you gotta buy a bottle
Bring her to the section then flex a couple thousand dollars
If she into it then she might just give you knowledge
I pay her tuition if she wanna go to college
Sick of these niggas who don't got no shame yeh
Looking round pointing fingers passing out blame yeh
If I apply pressure then I bet they gon' cave in
If I catch you on the street imma leave you on the pavement
Blaaaze another one up
Raising my cup tell 'em pour me up
Pacing myself can't drink too much
Gotta stay sharp just in case I gotta clutch
Niggas in the cut I ain't worried that much
Gotta 30 on him how you got it in the club
Scared to get dirty you ain't get it out the mud
Niggas wearing wires and they claiming they the plug
Blaze it blaze it nigga we in Portland
Shit getting hairy I'm a tortoise
All your motion dead like a corpse
Asked to fuck, your bitch said of course
Never giving up stay the course
Selling bub and mid for the low
College kids only drink and smoke
If it was prohibition I'd smuggle
Bootlegging nigga you a knock off
Spazzing on the mic like I got lock jaw
Got a Native American she a Choctaw
Dosing shrooms, I'm aligning my chakras
Throw some shoes on me I'm rocking my chanclas
Throw a shoe at a cracka like George Bush
49 hoes in the Bay that's a Gold Rush
This the American Dream that they sold us
Blaaaze another one up
Raising my cup tell 'em pour me up
Pacing myself can't drink too much
Gotta stay sharp just in case I gotta clutch
Niggas in the cut I ain't worried that much
Gotta 30 on him how you got it in the club
Scared to get dirty you ain't get it out the mud
Niggas wearing wires and they claiming they the plug
Ain't worried that much
How you get in the club? Yeh yeh
I ain't worried that much
Got it in the cut
When I walk inside the club gotta clutch yeh yeh