Blunt Wraps Lyrics

Tye Dye chillin' in the cut, with the cult

Blunt full of fault

Got ah O' for your bitch

Bring her back to the crib, known result

Sub the salt, back with the malt

Time to dissolve, buried in asphalt

Take a dab

Fuck it I was running slabs

Back in the black afford, rusted accord

While swerving with cozy

Roads getting real blurry

Thinking everyone's a phony

Smoking at my ceremony

Blowing gas until I pass, I think about to cash, feelin' like some ash

More dead than I was to begin

Smoke the blunt, made 4 or 5 bands

Sky so grey, been painted that way, for generations

For I began

Ruby taught me what the normal man cant

Hard to whip. think I need a chance

Smoking with Tye Dye got me seeing events, To a quick death