Muddy Blunts

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

If smoking weed gets you high then why not go down on a bitch when she's rolling the pine

Push me into the pussy

Not now gotta blunt to light

I might wanna fuck when the blunt is done

Pumpin the cunt and I won't jump the gun

Roll the whole O, hoe, then blow me slowly gotta go when you done

Grip as I double the cup, sip a puddle of mud, got one pint in my blood

Twelve O's got me real fucked up

Eyes roll back i spill my drugs

Homies roll me up then smoke me in the blunt

Bitch I am nothing just ash in the cup

Hard to lay back in this grave that I dug

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

I just fucked your bitch in some Nike flip flops

Whipped the dope so hard until my fuckin wrist locked

I just got a bundle of the heroin out the east

Break it down and cut it now i gotta quarter key

Smokin indo dope

No you can't hit this ho

Cocaine chopping $now

I got that drip goin down my throat

Always justify

To get my urges satisfied

So let me clarify

Now-now-

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Yuh

Well its a $outhside $uicide

Buffet boys

We worldwide

Global till the day i die

I love to see my bitches cry

It gets me off

Baby girl you gettin lost in the sauce

I don't talk to nobody i don't got a boss

You saying you gon shoot me

You don't got the balls

Or the guts to bust me in the temple

Why these rappers so sentimental

Wake up in the morning like what was i meant fo

All of these hoes be trifling

All of them hoes is nymphos

They can fuck but dont give em my info

Noo

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout