This is a song about "Smoking 100 dollar blunts"

Or let the mob handle that

Im loaded, blunts loaded

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Look another day another fucking dollar

100 bitches on my dick

I bet you hear that white music

They smoke there blunts all day....

Tell me how can we live this way

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Tryna get a holler from the almighty dollar

He dont want the diamonds

And roll all my own blunts

Where god at? i need to call him

More than 5 blunts in rotation

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Two aks and a box of blunts