BLAZE OF GLORY

(Oh yea, Sam, this bitch right here go hard

I took his shit you heard, the **** you gonna do about it?

**** is yall niggas gonna do

If you got a problem come say something to me

Iceberg want a bag bitch

It's Melvoni)

Iceberg want a bag, bitch I want a bag too

Bitch stop all that frontin', know I could have bagged you

She said she like my accent and she like my attitude

That bitch love my swag, I be drippin' like Ragu

Fifty racks inside my ****in' jeans I don't need no belt

It's just me, myself, and I, I don't need no one ****in' help

Cause last time I had a team, they tried to put me on a shelf

But they don't know I am me until the end, I'ma rebel

Cause they knew I was a problem

That youngin' was shinin' and they didn't know how to stop him

Was gone for a minute cause, I had to play Possum

They thought I was sinking, but they wasn't watching properly

Now I pull up to the scene pop this fat like Melinake

They gon' learn the hard way

I don't give up that easy

Oh, oh, oh

I like to get it by my lonely

And when I hit the top I'ma split bread with all my homies

Ain't worried about no opp, ain't got to worry about no police

Cause if I'm going down I'm going in a blaze of glory

I ain't never need no nigga, me myself been through it all

I ain't never need no bitch, my left hand can do the job

If I ever had a problem, I know I can call the squad

And my niggas do not play, bitch you ****in' with the mob

We step behind it all

I'm with ten niggas, that's a gun in every draw

And I got this choppa from the culinary off

And bitch, I came to bang it out, I do not like to spark

Wait, holdup

Why this bitch actin' so boujee

Matter fact, remember when she won't give me no coochie

Now she in my bag, askin' niggas for some Gucci

Ha, broke bitch!

But she look good in a two-piece

Matter fact, I think that she look better with me up

But she keep looking at my phone, I wonder what she on

I know she only ****in with the crew because we on

But if she tryna love me, I hope someone put me on

You follow the price trends, but I like to fight the fees

I made me some white friends, I like my crackers with cheese

I was just down flippin' niggas and dimes

Just so I could afford studio time

Yall niggas is playin' with me

"So **** you" is all you could say to me

They gon' learn the hard way

I don't give up that easy

Oh, oh, oh

I like to get it by my lonely

And when I hit the top I'ma split bread with all my homies

Ain't worried about no opp, ain't got to worry about no police

Cause if I'm going down I'm going in a blaze of glory

(Oh yea, Sam, this bitch right here go hard

Iceberg want a bag bitch)