Blunt Lit Lyrics

Blunt lit eyes low switching lanes quick

Real sick real cold that's some real shit

When I get up on the mic I spit that Ill shit

Merkin every beat i get on and i never Feel shit

Oh

That's that mother fucking crack bitch

And I know that all the homies ready For that action

My homies'll smack shit

Your homies'll rat quick

I would take life for my brothers just Because I'm that sick

Aye

You know I love a little dank

Chillin in the building puffing on the Greatest Maryjane

And i would hit the bleezy but I guess We ain't the same

Because you smokin all that bammer You don't care about your brain

And I'm loaded

Loaded

Loaded but I'm trying to blow some More here I go

Yeah I'm floating

Floating

Homie don't you speak if you don't know

Don't you know they packing steel like For real what you crazy

Motherfuckers actin friendly but i know they hate me

I ain't tripping cause I know nobody Here can phase me

I don't follow hoes homie cheddar's What I'm chasing

Cause I just want the money

Money and the cars

Cars and the clothes

You ain't know

Now you do kid

Listen to my new shit

I be spitting flame up on the mic

I remember when my homies told me That my shit was tight

I recorded shit one night with

The homie down the block

No radio shit but all the homies said That it knocked

So I didn't ever stop and

Now they know I gas shit

Now they know who really got it they Ain't gotta ask shit

Solid shit no plastic

Eating beats for breakfast getting every Little crumb

I don't know why you don't love this

And

I know where I'm headed cuddy I don't Need no compass

You barely trynna rap and everybody Knows I've done this shit