Muddy blunts – $uicideboy$

Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout

If smoking weed gets you high
Then why not go down on a bitch
When she’s rolling the pine
Push me into the pu***
Not now, gotta blunt to light
I might wanna f*** when the blunt is done
Pumpin’ the cunt and I won’t jump the gun
Roll the whole O, hoe, then blow me slowly
Gotta go when you done
Grip as I double the cup
Sip a puddle of mud
Got one pint in my blood
Twelve O’s got me real fuc*** up
Eyes roll back, I spill my drugs
Homies roll me up then smoke me in the blunt
Bitch, I am nothing just ash in the cup
Had to lay back in this grave that I dug

Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout

I just fuc*** your bitch in some Nike flip flops
Whipped the dope so hard until my fuc*** wrist locked
I just got a bundle of the herron out the east
Break it down and cut it now I gotta quarter ki
Smokin indo dope
No, you can’t hit this tho
Cocaine chopping snow
I got that drip going down my throat
Always justify
To get my urges satisfied
So let me clarify–

Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout
Now I’m high, really high, mane I’m about to shout

Yuh
Well this is $outh Side $uicide
Buffet boys
We worldwide
Global till the day I die
I love to see my bitches cry
It gets me off
Baby girl you getting lost in the sauce
I don’t talk to nobody I don’t got a boss
You saying you gon shoot me
You don’t got the balls
Or the guts to bust me in the temple
Why these rappers so sentimental
Wake up in the morning like what was I meant fo’
All of these hoes be trifling
All of them hoes is nymphos
They can f*** but don’t give ‘em my info, no