Soundz - Blunted lyrics

[Intro] I got 1.5 for the blunt Go ahead and pa** me a Swisher Blunted, blunted, blunted, where the blunt at? [Verse 1] I got 1.5 for the red eye flight If you tryna get high b**h just my type Sitting in the room full of disco lights Pair of shades on, who the coolest n***a on site Tell 'em hide that, where the f** you buy that? I can't even try that, glad I got my own sh** with me Catch up, if it's OG match up But you ain't got a Swisher then we ain't gon' session This motherf**ing weed so sticky Breaking this down get ya fingers so messy You gon' put a hole in the blunt, keep rushing Shoulda used a grinder ho, them buds chunky now You could say I'm an addict Got a gram of the wax if you need a dab hit Must keep it in a jar cause these n***as cabbage What you smoke, 420 is my f**ing average, imagine Blunted, blunted, know you can smell me coming Said blunted, blunted, everybody always like "Sell me something" But this sack cost more than a 20 You can roll one of mine just wrap it like a mummy Straight top shelf in the store Stole the connect, now I get it for the low So you know I got.. [Hook] 1.5 for the blunt Go ahead and pa** me a Swisher Smoke about a pound in a month I don't even pay it no attention Got 1.5 for the blunt Go ahead and pa** me a Swisher Stay blunted, blunted, blunted Where the blunt at? Blunted, blunted, where the blunt at? Blunted, blunted, where the blunt at? I got 1.5 for the blunt Go ahead and pa** me a Swisher, stay [Verse 2] Roll one for the n***as who fronted For the b**hes who want it, roll one for the money Roll one to the face, that's 4 if you counting High as a mountain, all for these ounces Uh stuck in the middle of the couch with cotton mouth I need a sip from the fountain So gone think I left a couple nugs at ya crib Make sure you hit a n***a when you found 'em Blunted, blunted, me and my n***as treat weed like money Said blunted, blunted, if I smell another seed I'm running Said, no sticks, taking shots while you hitting bricks Know I got the juice and you n***as nowhere in the mix Be consistent, what you smoke hit or miss I roll up OG every intermish O-OG, might make a motherf**er OD Hit ya body like morphine, army Babysitting the blunt, I'll get you a car seat f** what it cost me, these dividends is all going to the medicine It ain't one of the 7 sins, rolling with these 7 grams Sorry baby if there's weed hanging out the end, but it's [Hook]