Verse 1:
Living life get a lil higher smoking off good home grown with suppliers/
Wondering, how you do dat? Making all the boom boom boom with the bap/
And I ain't gotta be influenced to rap, pulling out the good throw me the backpack/
1 g 2 g 3 g burn, f** wifi lil b**hes gotta learn/
See you later, I'm too gone keep your status up while I'm packing out a new bong/
A new song, yes it's a new me, b**hes at the crib so we kick it bruce lee/
Just leave me be with my weed and my eyes so red that it's getting hard me see/
Huh, but I don't care though, these eyes getting kinda red yo!/
I be out with a loud pack burning confirming I ain't to certain/ I'm out of this b**hes furnace and swerving another one/
I be flying so high, find me way up in the co*kpit/
Nobody is gonna stop it ride away in a rocket with all the/
Hook:
Blunts and b**hes, and blu-blunts & b**hes/ x4
Verse 2:
Light a blunt I'm Raw with the paper people come to me and I pa**ing all the haters/
Double X L mag with the fader sharp rhymes like I'm mad with razor/
Writing on the paper coming to spit weed in the joint no doubt itta fit/
Take hit yeah we get lift bong in my hand so let me get a rip/
(Ahhhhh) No I never gave a f**/
Slow it down like promethazine lean in my cup yup/
...And I only smoke the best around/
Two things left that always hold me down and it's the/
Hook:
Blunts and b**hes, and blu-blunts & b**hes/ x8
Verse 3:
Verse three, hand on some good weed blue cheese?.. Or is it the blue dream?/
I don't know and I don't really care this weed got me levitating floating in the air/
Loud a- maz-ing mind on blazin she rolling up a blunt for a lil love makin/
Huh Bad b**h eyes Asian, could've been Cuban, Colombian, Hatian/
..She said, let me tell you what i do/
Roll a lil joint and I'll light it for you/
So she grab it break it roll it up smoking joints and smoking blunts/
Grab it break roll it up, go head and roll it up/
Hook/