Brothers From Another - Blunt Talk (ft. Nacho Pica**o & Raveena) lyrics

[Verse 1: Isaiah Banks] I wanna get high So I gotta keep reaching that height I wanna get fly So I gotta keep smoking that fly Real blunt's longer than the walk of shame Only smoke sh** with a filthy name No-dirt weed like Mr. Clean It's no mystery I got a history Now I don't need that Got self control, believe that Up until Beeba's backstage Yelling "where the weed at?" So we're t-glowing that week amount With that self control that I talked about Staying comfortable up in a weed cloud *I'm staying comfortable up in a weed cloud* Roll Joe like wet burritos I smoke count in amigos Hit the cha-cha in my chinos Like, yo quiero some Doritos, boy Skip cla** and I still pa** High school day got ill traps Scottie's calling kicked up in the back Scottie's calling kicked up in the back Smoking on that Keisha Cole Hit it once now he knows love And smoking's not my usual But I can't seem to give it up [Hook: Raveena] I'm under control I swear I'm under control Been long way down this road And the past that gets me high But you swear it's getting old Got my cup full of liquor And love, and so You should slow down I'll show you how to roll *roll, oh, oh* I'll show you how to roll I'll show you how to roll, oh, oh I'll show you how to roll [Verse 2: Nacho Pica**o] Call me uncle Jessie *(yeah)* I can rent you jet skis You can drink my liquor And I can buy you swishers Soul sister, you cold sister I grow witcha, do blow witcha Soul glitter, I smoke digger Like come hither then come in her Hung baby you a young sliver I bust a nut gotta yell timber Now I'm skipping got a young ginger In the viper room like I'm young river Roll a crutch like my blunt injured Free bird bumping Lynyrd Skynyrd Rolling up a pinner before I pin her I'm a born sinner, she a warm dinner She a p**n picture on my orange jumpsuit Nice a motor, buy it Now hold on tight while I pour [?] Ay, yo, this is BFA Nacho, though Knows I ain't even f**ing cuss on the whole f**ing verse Ay, man. I turned over a new f**ing leaf, boy Marihuana leaf [Hook: Raveena] I'm under control I swear I'm under control Been long way down this road And the past that gets me high But you swear it's getting old Got my cup full of liquor And love, and so You should slow down I'll show you how to roll *roll, oh, oh* I'll show you how to roll I'll show you how to roll, oh, oh I'll show you how to roll