Blowed ft. Korchino tha Gringo & F.O.E Lyrics

I be gettin' blow, I be gettin' blowed out my mind

I be gettin' blowed

I be gettin' blowed

Finna roll one blunt

Then I roll four more

Follow the street code

Got me in beast mode

I be gettin' blowed out my mind

I be gettin' blowed

Finna roll one blunt

Then I roll four more

Follow the street code

Got me in beast mode

I be gettin' blowed out my mind

Marijuana get burnt

When we get turnt

So light that up

And pass it left if I get skipped you might get hurt

You might get hurt

You might get hurt

Bitch it's my hit

Don't make me trip

The homeboy grip

Don't call me skip

So why would you be

Such a dick

They hate

They hate

They hate they hate

But I refuse to get irate

Tryna suck me into the negative but I refuse to take that bait

I'm stayin' right

I'm stayin' right

Sometimes I'm

Stayin' out all night

Until the daytime

It's not playtime

Even though I'm fucked up

When I write

We take this serious

This rap shit

Why the hell you rappin'

So ratchet

No matter how grimy

Y'all can get

Guaranteed that we can match it

This is also called a ratchet

Take the safety off and unlatch it

When I throw it you catch it about to go straight bat shit

I'm on that double stuff

I'm off cookies

Got a weed habit like ohwee

If you run out you can hit me got that hit bag if you family

Got that hit bag

I'm an OG

With some OG in the tuck

Potheads stay blowin' trees

Cause a perc habit too much

Get a hundred and twenty

And do the money dance

One phone call and they gone

Off two pills

I'm fucked up

Add two shots and I'm gone

Like

On and on

On and on

And on and on

I need another bag

And another pill

And a bitch that like to do porn

First I roll one blunt (hey)

Then I roll four more (hey)

Follow the street code

(Street code)

Got me in beast mode

(Got me in beast mode)

Beast mode, beast mode

I be gettin' blowed out my mind

Out my mind

I be gettin' blowed

First I roll one blunt (hey)

Then I roll four more (hey) Follow the street code

(Street code)

Got me in beast mode beast mode Beast mode, woo

I be gettin' blowed out my mind, out my mind I be gettin' blowed out my mind, out my mind

Then I roll four more (four) Follow the street code

(Street code)

Got me in beast mode

(Beast mode)

Fuck with the freak hoes

I ball no free throws

You just check your bitch

Don't worry bout me

What you hatin' on me for

I slut on bitches like a peep show just pull the zip that's one-o

Money callin'need a pronto

Early in the morning like Alonzo

This Kush amazing

Got my eyes low

But my head high

Real niggas

We multiply

Smell straight dope

When I walk by

I need a glass of water

My mouth dry

Lucid dreamin' I'm hella livin' four mob it's God givin

Baby mama she steady trippin' six bitches that boy pimpin

Came a long way from the gutter sellin' work that butter

Need a pornographic fluffer swear to God I cuff her

Black or white

I break em'

Don't discriminate

I date em

Can't manipulate a manipulator on God I just pray for em

Blowin' pounds

That's just the norm

Hella keys like a snowstorm

Haters hate like a bitch scorned got Rondo and I bet I'm scorned