[Intro]

It's Johnny motherfuckin' Blaze, talk shit and get a fade

Choppas not clippers, nigga

All Gucci zippers, igh techin' liver, igh tippin' strippers

You know how the fuck I'm rockin', nigga

Word to mother fuck your life up, bing bong

Green light 'em nigga, whole family dead

What up, nigga?

You know who the fuck you talking to?

This is money on my lips, every time I speak, fuckin' change comes out

Like a fuckin' slot machine, like a fuckin' ATM filled with gold, nigga

They like, "When this nigga gonna rap?"

Nigga, every time I spit it's rap, I speak truth, nigga

Word to your mom, word to your dad, word to your fuckin' dead granny, nigga

To your great great great great great great great grеat great great great grеat great great great great great great great great great grandfather, nigga

Word to that, nigga

Come on, nigga, it's Johnny mother fuckin' Blaze

Turn this shit the fuck up

[Verse]

Ayo, I keep the gun on my hip

But just in case, I keep the razor

I keep the flavor

The trap is ringin' off the pager

I do my shit, huh

Oh, you not hard? Now you a bitch, huh?

He seen the clip, huh

Now everybody wanna dip, uh

Who brought the guns to the party?

It's me to catch a body

It's me, that's how I want it, I got it