Blunt

Lyrics: Elijah Valentine/Cody Colacino/Dalyn Darone/Samuel Benson Music: Elijah Valentine/Cody Colacino/Dalyn Darone/Samuel Benson Yeah, yeah, yeah Woah, woah, yeah Yeah, yeah Woah, woah (Oohdem Beatz) I'm smoking on loud, got runts in my blunt We roll around with sticks in the trunk You can get shot if you try somethin' dumb b***h, I cash out, I don't need no fronts I'm just tryna ****, b*****s say I'm upfront I ride around strapped but I don't buckle up My slime ride with shotties, he not in the front Your b***h wanna kick it, I'm just trying to bunt Yeah, b***h, I'm rich, I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want I'm with the mob so I go where I want Yeah, b***h, I'm rich so I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want I'm with the mob so I go where I want Yeah, b***h, I'm rich so I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want, b***h b***h, I'm with the mob, b***h Actin' a slob, b***h This a ménage, b***h This a ménage, trick Not Nicki b***h, b***h ****ing your broad, shi Work in my car, b***h That b***h mad 'cause he know that shit true (Haha) It's a true story, I really, I really did - I really did **** your b***h, bro (Really did, I really did) Hahaha Oh shit, nah, I'm lying, I just got top Ayy, ayy I **** your b***h, no, not a rumor That b***h a eater like a consumer She pop a m***y and sweat like it's Zumba My diamonds bite like barracuda I dropped my whole damn advance on my jeweler But I got gwalla 'cause I'm still a shooter I sip my lean, pinky out like I'm boujee Gave my b***h Chanel, she ain't rocking no Gucci I'm smoking on loud, got runts in my blunt We roll around with sticks in the trunk You can get shot if you try somethin' dumb b***h, I cash out, I don't need no fronts I'm just tryna ****, b*****s say I'm upfront I ride around strapped but I don't buckle up My slime ride with shotties, he not in the front Your b***h wanna kick it, I'm just trying to bunt Yeah, b***h, I'm rich, I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want I'm with the mob so I go where I want Yeah, b***h, I'm rich so I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want I'm with the mob so I go where I want Yeah, b***h, I'm rich so I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want, b***h Yeah, b***h, I'm rich so I talk how I want (Gang) I'm from the streets so I got what I want I put a hundred sum'n bands on my donk (b***h) I can put a hundred sum'n killas on a corna' One called a 'tec, we just call the macaronis (Brrt) You can get stretched, send you home by your lonely I'm in the vis so I pretty much own it Bulletproof vest so I'm feelin' like Tony Montana (b***h) Brand new coupe so I had to flex in it I don't play cards but I keep a deck in it Porsche too fast, I'ma have a wreck in it (Skrrt) Red bandana so I got the set with me I ain't talking Nike but I got a check with me You know I'm a dog but I got a pet with me (Ruu) What, what (Gang, gang) I'm smoking on loud, got runts in my blunt We roll around with sticks in the trunk You can get shot if you try somethin' dumb b***h, I cash out, I don't need no fronts I'm just tryna ****, b*****s say I'm upfront I ride around strapped but I don't buckle up My slime ride with shotties, he not in the front Your b***h wanna kick it, I'm just trying to bunt Yeah, b***h, I'm rich, I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want I'm with the mob so I go where I want Yeah, b***h, I'm rich so I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want I'm with the mob so I go where I want Yeah, b***h, I'm rich so I do what I want Yeah, b***h, I'm blunt so I talk how I want, b***h