Raw Fashion - Smoking on Blunts Lyrics

Take your time, helpless reasons to decide
Lost your soul, them pigs won't mind
Snitch hoes live while the youngest die
I scammed and lied, my bitch she cried
Roaming a fire, thick blood in my eyes, turnin' a tide (Tide)
Engulfed the lean, my hangover dry (Dry)
My stomach hurts, my lips are dry (Dry)

Cause we Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Till they are done (Bruno)

Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Till the pack is dry! (Bruno, Bruno roll it up)

Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Till they are done
(Roll it up!)
Cause my niggas are gone (roll it up)
And my bitch has a gun (Has a gun, gun, gun)

F*cking this girl till she is done
Niggas switched then acted like they won
Niggas shot up the house, it'll be okay
Ralph took me home on a police raid (Thank you nigga)
My haircut got f*cked up next day I shaved (Wit my niggas)
Them doors open, them poles love
Asses so fat located from Georgia (Georgia)
All the pills, cornbread, and emotion (Emotion)
The bloodshot eyes do not stop my motion
When it's not ape gorilla finger smoking, it's potion
2 1/2 grams, 20 mins scorching water
Avocado oil keeps it potent (Uhh yeah)

Cause we Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Till they are done (Bruno)

Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Till the pack is dry! (Bruno, Bruno roll it up)

Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Smokin' on Blunts
Till they are done
(Roll it up)
Cause my niggas are gone (Roll it up)
And my bitch has a gun

Has a gun gun gun
Has a gun gun gun (Roll it up)