Blaze Up (feat. J.E.L) Video (MV)

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