blunt Lyrics

Neighborhood watch, so much shots Like we shot a movie,

Pound after pound we smoke 3.5s, so we ain't smokin' doobies

3,000 on the fifth, check the fuckin' truies

5,000 on your bitch, search her fuckin' bag up

I don't wanna smell your breath, you need to back up

Shittin' in them comments, you get constipated for the actin

Made a movie with your bitch, you can see me in her back end

"Fuck, this shit hard", quit recitin' closed captions

Check the bar, this shit realer than a fact is

3.5 in my blunt, 3 plus 5 is 8, am I a blunt

Kids with guns, we dedicated, we won't ever switch up on the faction

Triple Eight forever, throw the setup, or you lackin

Spanish footwear, that's the Balenci amount

Been this way since youngins, since the Cupras came out

Más rico y más poderoso, para siempre

Por favor, chupa mi gran pene, amor

Mi español es uno, pero hasta la muerte

Just butchered' that shit, but fuck it, it's gon' get released anyway

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, you can catch me any day

Santal 33 in San Sebastian I dont smell like Coast

Hit Balenci, and I stop, they hand me shit, I'm out the door

Hit Dinastio, I bought a $1300 coat

3.5 in my blunt, 3 plus 5 is 8, am I a blunt

Am I a cunt