Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
After blunt after blunt after, hey
Cup after cup, gotta double that up
Ive been waitin on this all day
Nigga pass that shit, yeah
Nigga pass that shit
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
After blunt after blunt after, hey
Cup after cup, gotta double that up
Ive been waitin on this all day
Nigga pass that shit
Nigga pass that shit
Nigga pass that shit, yeah
Nigga pass that shit
The blunt up, the blunt up, the blunt up, the blunt up today
I called up the Uber but then I pulled out the Range
Grab that shift, yeah
Then grab that bitch
I roll up to pull up, Im stuntin, Im stuntin, hey
I smoke up to pull up, I pull up and Im like, hey
Thats that nigga
Yeah thats that nigga
Pass it like a test she cheated on
My bitch badder than Rashida Jones
Damn near bad as Nia Long when she leave it on
She roll up too, we dont need a bong
She might kill you if you read her wrong
She a real one, she aint goin
Ive been tellin her to leave the streets alone
Blunted, blunted, blunted, blunted, blunted
Hundred, hundred, honey help me count it
Im in county they wont let me out
But I still count on you as my accountant
You dont let them niggas baby sit
If you the baby hitter, sit around it
I try to tell her she magic, she be like pass it
I be like bitch I just grabbed it, pfhh
IGH!
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
After blunt after blunt after, hey
Cup after cup, gotta double that up
Ive been waitin on this all day
Nigga pass that shit, yeah
Nigga pass that shit
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
After blunt after blunt after, hey
Cup after cup, gotta double that up
Ive been waitin on this all day
Nigga pass that shit
Nigga pass that shit
Nigga pass that shit, yeah
Nigga pass that shit
Im bickin, Im back, Im boolin, Im drinkin some grapes
I hopped out the Balmain and then I put on some Bape
Damn you lit, yeah
Big bro you lit, yeah-yeah
My niggas was hungry, I fed em, put crabs on they plate
The Frenchie too little, need a big dog to feed us some steaks
Im for real, so for real about this
Im so for real, yeah-yeah
If youre not with me, I feel bad for your team
You should cut them off, you can follow your dreams
Now the tour is done, Imma have me some fun
Mix up that Xan with a kickstand
Strip club lit up cause the wristbands
Your friends so low if you aint my dog
Dont talk to mine if you aint my dog
Mulsanne on deck with the emblem
I own that shit, no rental, yee
We fuck up, we fuck up, we fuck up, we fuck up the road
My niggas come quick with that lambo, thats the shit
Yeah thats the shit
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
After blunt after blunt after, hey
Cup after cup, gotta double that up
Ive been waitin on this all day
Nigga pass that shit, yeah
Nigga pass that shit
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
After blunt after blunt after, hey
Cup after cup, gotta double that up
Ive been waitin on this all day
Nigga pass that shit
Nigga pass that shit
Nigga pass that shit, yeah
Nigga pass that shit
What you womens talkin bout?
I only wanna get up there
A bad bitch rollin up some good
Light it up and hand me it
All I wanna do is trouble up
Extendo doubled up
Tired as fuck, aint no more work
Ease my mind, thats where it hurt
Pull up in somethin that go skrrt
Fishtailin like we Durk
Feel like Ray J for the purp
Come and let me hit it first
Ima pass it if its some gas
Ima pull up, might forget to ask
Smokin Ivory, passin plenty tabs
Roll the Wood up so it can last, ay
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
After blunt after blunt after, hey
Cup after cup, gotta double that up
Ive been waitin on this all day
Nigga pass that shit, yeah
Nigga pass that shit
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
After blunt after blunt after, hey
Cup after cup, gotta double that up
Ive been waitin on this all day
Nigga pass that shit
Nigga pass that shit
Nigga pass that shit, yeah
Nigga pass that shit