Blunted

[Intro] I got 1.5 for the blunt Go ahead and pass 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 bitch just my type Sitting in the room full of disco lights Pair of shades on, who the coolest nigga on site Tell 'em hide that, where the fuck you buy that? I can't even try that, glad I got my own shit with me Catch up, if it's OG match up But you ain't got a Swisher then we ain't gon' session This motherfucking 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 niggas cabbage What you smoke, 420 is my fucking 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 pass 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 pass 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 pass me a Swisher, stay [Verse 2] Roll one for the niggas who fronted For the bitches 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 nigga when you found 'em Blunted, blunted, me and my niggas 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 niggas nowhere in the mix Be consistent, what you smoke hit or miss I roll up OG every intermish O-OG, might make a motherfucker OD Hit ya body like morphine, army Babysitting the blunt, I'll get you a car seat Fuck 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]