Kid Ink - Blunted

Lyrics to Blunted by Kid Ink

[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 Sittin' in the room full of disco lights Pair of shades on, I'm the coolest n-gga on sight Tell 'em hide that, where the f-ck you buy that? I can't even try that, glad I got my own shit wit me Catch up, if it's OG match up But you ain't got a Swisher then we ain't gon' session This mothaf-ckin' weed so sticky Breakin' this down get ya fingers so messy You gon' put a hole in the blunt, keep rushin' Shoulda used a grinder ho, then buzz check it out 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-ggas cabbage What you smoke, 420 is my f-ckin' average, imagine Blunted, blunted, know you can smell me comin' Said blunted, blunted, everybody always like "sell me somethin'" 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 no attention I 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 n-ggas who fronted, for the bitches who want it Roll one for the money, roll one to the face That's 4 if you countin', high as a mountain, all for these ounces 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-gga when you found 'em Blunted, blunted, me and my n-ggas treat weed like money Said blunted, blunted, if I smell another seed I'm runnin' Said, no sticks, takin' shots while you hittin' bricks Know I got the juice and you n-ggas nowhere in the mix Be consistent, what you smoke hit or miss I roll up OG every intermish O-OG, make a mothaf-cka OD Hit ya body like morphine, army Babysittin' the blunt, I'll get you a car seat F-ck what it cost me, these dividends is all goin' to the medicine It ain't one of the 7 sins, rollin' with these 7 grams Sorry baby if there's weed hangin' out the end But its... [Hook]