Blingin’! Jace! (​​​​iayze) (Ft. PnB Rock)

[Intro]
Ayo, Ran, turn that up

[Chorus: Iayze]
When I heard my nigga died, man, I thought I was dreaming
So my niggas still leaning
I ain't on pills it feel good to not be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
I ain't on pills it feel good to not be fiending
Them ain't real diamonds they not bling, blinging
Me and thirty on that block, bling, blinging

[Verse 1: Iayze]
BB Simon on my waist, I'm bling, blinging
Bling, blinging
Be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
Momma called the cops 'cause I keep leaving
Momma called the cops 'cause I keep leaving
(Momma called the cops 'cause I keep leaving)

[Chorus: Iayze]
When I heard my nigga died, man, I thought I was dreaming
So my niggas still leaning
I ain't on pills it feel good to not be fiending
And I feel my Glock street sweeping
I ain't on pills it feel good to not be fiending
Them ain't real diamonds they not bling, blinging
Me and thirty on that block, bling, blinging