This is a song about "Fat blunt"

I know you just doing your job

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

I ain't trying to be ignorant

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

The street slang i be speakin in code

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Top dropped down, black on black

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

My all gold rolly or the

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

You, you, you have to pay for that

Blunt blazin hotter than a comet

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Blunt nearly as fat as that old bitch precious