Blunts

[Hook]
Roll up the blunts
Cause real niggas do what they want

[Verse 1]
I blaze the best trees
Youngin' with the smooth steeze
Got girls on two knees
Blowin' Os and blowin' me
I had the blue cheese
Nightmares and the blue dreams
Tell me, what's better than two Ls and coochie
And the purple shit, ain't fuckin' with the OG
Y'all be hypin' it more than y'all be lightin' it
I'm cyphin' it
Chillin' with your chickas and they likin' it
My eyes red like white cheeks after compliments
I'm confident my niggas got a weed conglomerate
Roll the best custom designer piff
We never laced like a bustier
Keep it pure like miami yay
Like every day
Lyrically lifted when I'm spliff-ted
What is this
Words draw bars like the blueprints of a prison
Smoke like bad transmission
Weed is the ignition
For my brain's collision
Roll one up, y'all

[Verse 2]
Now, the first time I sparked that tree
I fell in love with it
Hey, the first time I lit some weed
I fell in love with it
I was in eighth grade
Chillin' with my nigga Jay
Yeah, my nigga Chris
He had the blunt and the piff
So we went to my backyard and sparked it
Hit it too hard and I started choking
Chilled for a second and my mind was open
Frozen focus, finally free floatin'
Coolin', coastin', eyes were low postin'
Chill for a second and let the high soak in
I'm not another weed rap wannabe
Wanna see rappers talk about the herb lyrically
Really G, tree put me in a place you'll never be
Take one pull, see the start and the victory
I'm out