blurrr. ft. Murrel

I feel the night is going down hill

Vodka in my cup can't keep the ground still

People in my circle sporting wristbands

They keep the blunt in the rotation like a 6th man

Homies pull up to the function packing bowls

An hour late that's okay that's how fashion go

Soon to hit the stage like some animals

First it's vodka red or instead get the jack and coke

Lil shawty gotta have a dose

She a addict wanna jack it like I had a coat

She single for the night cuz her man a roach

To keep it blunt she got me twisted if she plan to roll