[Hook: KylMorr]
Phillie Blunt Rollin
It's cold because it's snowin
Lightin up this weed and my high's already showin
The reefer make you feel like you're f**in plateauin
Turek on the beat he just like the way im flowin (X2)
[Verse 1: KylMorr]
Saxophone is in. Phillie blunt is out
Smokin in my true colors like a boy scout
Don't light the wrong end pa** to me if you have doubt
I took her back to my crib showed her a different route
Im chillin with this girl with a blanket in the car
b**h im out this world girl I am a star
I made it to 21 I ain't goin to the bar
I just stick to the green keep it fresh up in the jar
Got a blunt in the left hand drunker than a freshman
Knew him since 3rd grade gonna be the best man
Now we growin up and we still roll together
Bros till the end no matter what the weather
We are just like 2 birds of a feather
Letterman on and it made full of leather
Used to play cards but I traded em away
Had a girlfriend but she ended up gay
Write my own sh** but I do it my way
Broke it off with me I had nothing to say
Hated when I smoke but I knew it was ok
Pain got worse every other f**in day
Pickin out girls that I know I wanna slay
Hope I make money from the music someday
[Bridge: KylMorr]
Im smokin that Phillies Blunt
What you smokin on (in background deep voice) (X4)
[Verse 2: KylMorr]
Got a little weed that I roll in a Phillie blunt
Waitin for the ball when the other team had to punt
Man on third bring him home with a little bunt
Party in the back and the business in the front
Kush got me dazed, fazed now im lookin blazed
Turn up never endin now the party lookin crazed
Lookin at my grades oh man Im amazed
Growin up well cause the way that I was raised
Tape was alright but the album gon be better
Poppin off a molly and im only tryna sweat her
She even look good in a turtle neck sweater
Wrote a song to her and I sent it in a letter
Used to have beats but I traded em for soul
Packin all the keif in a itty bitty bowl
Goin so fast I think im on a roll
Lookin at my stocking an all I see is coal