This is a song about "Blunts 40 oz and bitches"

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

I can always go home and look down my street

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Im talking fat blunts, and they don't ever stop

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Off 2 blunts kush and hash in each one now i'm fucked up

And i'll show you all type of bitches

I run scandals with savages

I'm back, crack rock snacking and also ashing blunts

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

Roll it up and smoke it down, throwin blunts out to the crowd.

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round