On Fire
Johnny Blaze
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Fight or get go get your gun them yo only options (them the only options you got bitch) Let my opps know how I'm rocking Nigga (they know how I'm rocking right now) You better duck bitch I don't need a pill, I still a pop him like a pill or something. Little bra he Ill as f*ck, he need a vaccine he sick or something He ain't been in the field for a long time so how he blocking something Pop a pill it help me with my conscious, help my confidence I feel like Popeyes when I spark my weed, make me cocky again My drum hold a fifty I stuff sixty he couldn't box me in His stupid ass think he a boxer, 5'5 won't box again Pop his stupid ass like he a fentanyl, Perc thirty Perc, perc, how you come to the party and forgot the Percy They all put they trust in Blaze cause they know Blaze Worthy Say he gone blow me up when ever he see me, but ima bomb already I'm to high far away from earth somewhere he can't go Rah' Rah' different color bullets shooting this ain't no rainbow Little bra he anxious to slide, ripped the tags right off his Durango Ray Bans on feel like Ray Charles I don't see nobody Nigga trying to be funny, how ima be scared of him but he ain't got no bodies Still blinded from the last body, I ain't see nobody Stop playing for Bandz be on yo ass like his back pockets I can see the signs Jxhn Jxhn gave me, he trying to ride on them He mad as f*ck they put him in that shit and they was lying on him Ah-Choo, go wipe his nose, we gone get that pussy boy some Kleenex My opps stupid as hell, he like a student I should be his teacher Aye, I always keep a Glock right on my hip, beep beep like beeper Call my opps Justin, beep, now that boy got him a fever I don't need a pill, I still a pop him like a pill or something. Little bra he Ill as f*ck, he need a vaccine he sick or something He ain't been in the field for a long time so how he blocking something Pop a pill it help me with my conscious, help my confidence I feel like Popeyes when I spark my weed, make me cocky again My drum hold a fifty I stuff sixty he couldn't box me in His stupid ass think he a boxer, 5'5 won't box again Pop his stupid ass like he a fentanyl, Perc thirty
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