CONGREGATION

By Joey Trap

On JOHNNY BLAZE 2

Released on January 24, 2025

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[Intro]

(Dun-dun, dun)

Nah, for real, nigga

Johnny motherfuckin' Blaze

Nigga


[Verse]

Trap runnin' through lead, I might need four pencils

She cook me dinner after sex, her love for sure special

Shorty gotta love Jesus, so that's just for essentials

We in church so let's be more respectful

She try to suck me in the congregation

In other words, I had to box with Satan

No disrespect, the church is sacred places

So I just took her to the whip, we fuck and then we racin'

A slave master with the whip, thеse chains all but racist

Now every singlе diamond white just like the massa's faces

No catchin' cases

My nut is white, it match her braces

I light a match inside the room filled with kerosene

Boom, y'all is dead on scene

Who servin' ketamine?

You gotta give it to that tranquilizer

It calm the fiends down at the table when they need it, like an appetizer

They gettin' hungry for a fix, they need another fire

They start to nibble on they fingers, cocaine pacifier (Let me get it back)

Nigga, you always problem instigatin', you the amplifier

Look a little closer, you the problem, need a magnifier

I need a MAC to fire, gun keep jammin' on the wire (Grr, baow, baow-baow)

I tried to shoot him once, I noticed bro's a fuckin' liar (Baow, baow)

That shit is disrespectful (Nigga), for real

Mm, but anyways, this bitch cooked dinner, man, she way too special

As long as she do dishes, baby, I'ma get a neck full

To me, an angel's face what she resemble, it's Blaze