John Blaze
Alright okay
I'm doin' fine wit or without you either way
We been busy stacking chips that frito-lay
Alotta dead weight niggahs in the way
You ain't maken' moves boy stay out my lane
You ain't John Blaze, you ain't John Blazen'
Half man, Half Amazin' yea I'm John Blazen' (you ain't)
You ain't John Blaze, you ain't John Blazen'
Half man, Half Amazin' yea I'm John Blazen'
She's Amazin' She's Amazin' All dat ass shakin' (woah)
You so off the map that there's no erasin'
Usain Bolt I'm so Gone why you still chasin'
Yellow diamonds on my bitch and she's (and she's Asian)
Come in all different flavors in Miami (Dab)
Hotel suite she so sweet taste like candy (woah)
She's so sweet hotel suite sweet like candy
They come in all different flavors in Miami (OWW)
Turn up Down south biggalow up north
Diddy bop I Milly rock in New York
Imma deadstock you ain't even thrift
Boy you hidden in the mist you ain't Lit!
You ain't Lit!
You a lame ass boy you ain't this
And to dem haters and dem cheaters you ain't shit
In the club I'm on the list while you can't even get in
Alright okay (Turn Up)
I'm doin' fine wit or without you either way
We been busy stacking chips that frito-lay
Alotta dead weight niggahs in the way
You ain't maken' moves boy stay out my lane
You ain't John Blaze, you ain't John Blazen'
Half man, Half Amazin' yea I'm John Blazen' (you ain't)
You ain't John Blaze, you ain't John Blazen'
Half man, Half Amazin' yea I'm John Blazen'
I'm doin' fine wit or without you either way
We been busy stacking chips that frito-lay
Alotta dead weight niggahs in the way
You ain't maken' moves boy stay out my lane
You ain't John Blaze, you ain't John Blazen'
Half man, Half Amazin' yea I'm John Blazen' (you ain't)
You ain't John Blaze, you ain't John Blazen'
Half man, Half Amazin' yea I'm John Blazen'
She's Amazin' She's Amazin' All dat ass shakin' (woah)
You so off the map that there's no erasin'
Usain Bolt I'm so Gone why you still chasin'
Yellow diamonds on my bitch and she's (and she's Asian)
Come in all different flavors in Miami (Dab)
Hotel suite she so sweet taste like candy (woah)
She's so sweet hotel suite sweet like candy
They come in all different flavors in Miami (OWW)
Turn up Down south biggalow up north
Diddy bop I Milly rock in New York
Imma deadstock you ain't even thrift
Boy you hidden in the mist you ain't Lit!
You ain't Lit!
You a lame ass boy you ain't this
And to dem haters and dem cheaters you ain't shit
In the club I'm on the list while you can't even get in
Alright okay (Turn Up)
I'm doin' fine wit or without you either way
We been busy stacking chips that frito-lay
Alotta dead weight niggahs in the way
You ain't maken' moves boy stay out my lane
You ain't John Blaze, you ain't John Blazen'
Half man, Half Amazin' yea I'm John Blazen' (you ain't)
You ain't John Blaze, you ain't John Blazen'
Half man, Half Amazin' yea I'm John Blazen'
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Writer(s): Kami$ama
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