Lyrics

2 blunts 3 blunts I need to smoke mo
Real stoner start my day with a .4


Even on tour know
I still move an o
While whippin the Turo
move like speed where is my mural
hash in the jay I’m rolling it pure yo

You ain’t never been this lit
Whipping up the badder like making up some bisquick
Mix with the za and the grabba how I spliff shit
Hit a nigga like a hit stick Make ya chest clench
You might of smoke on some fire you ain’t get this
Lion got a lighter well let’s get lit
To get high as pilot is my intent
Imma try the weed in any way they invent


Chorus

These days I smoke a zip and get my nails clipped
Make another band every time I pack and mail shit
Know a bitch doing zelle flips off a flip phone
From where they tell you stay safe and hope you get home

They toting big chrome small shitll get your cap pilt
I be in the D macking , listening to black milk
Or I’m in the Bronx smoking to that earn deniro
Hit exotic for the pillow hit the aki for the gyro

I was born a villain not a hero
I be moving weight like I’m lizzo
Staying with baggings like I’m bilbo
Walk inside the bank and hit the heel toe

I was raised on the pimpin knock a bitch like I was filmoe
Triple teamed in the paint nigga I could still score
Never played soccer but I kick it like a steel toe
For real though I can’t wait to count a mil slow