This is a song about "Hit blunt"

That's why these loud blunt be burnin everyday

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Ima hit it just to keep the blunt lit

Hit this blunt, puff puff, trust us,

A lovely outer surface

So what i keep the blunt lit?

No car key and i mean that

Blunt blazin hotter than a comet

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt

Or something that you paid for

Wrap that blunt under after