Kid Ink - Blunted lyrics

I got 15 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Blunted, blunted, blunted
Where the blunt at?

I got 15 for the red eye flight
If you tryna get high bitch just my type
Sitting in the room full of disco lights
Pair of shades on
Who the coolest nigga on site
Tell 'em hide that
Where the fuck you buy that?
I can't even try that
Glad I got my own shit with me
Catch up, if it's OG match up
But you ain't got a Swisher
Then we ain't gon' session
This motherfucking weed so sticky

Breaking this down get ya fingers so messy
You gon' put a hole in the blunt
Keep rushing shoulda used a grinder ho
Them buds chunky now
You could say I'm an addict
Got a gram of the wax if you need a dab hit
Must keep it in a jar
Cause these niggas cabbage
What you smoke, 420 is my fucking average
Imagine blunted, blunted
Know you can smell me coming
Said blunted, blunted
Everybody always like "Sell me something"
But this sack cost more than a 20

You can roll one of mine just
Wrap it like a mummy
Straight top shelf in the store
Stole the connect, now I get it for the low
So you know I got

15 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Smoke about a pound in a month
I don't even pay it no attention
Got 15 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Stay blunted, blunted, blunted
Where the blunt at?
Blunted, blunted, where the blunt at?
Blunted, blunted, where the blunt at?
I got 15 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher, stay

Roll one for the niggas who fronted
For the bitches who want it
Roll one for the money roll one to the face
That's 4 if you counting
High as a mountain, all for these ounces
Uh stuck in the middle of
The couch with cotton mouth
I need a sip from the Fanta
So gone think I left a couple nugs at ya crib
Make sure you hit a nigga when you found 'em
Blunted, blunted
Me and my niggas treat weed like money
Said blunted, blunted
If I smell another seed I'm running

Said, no sticks
Taking shots while you hitting bricks
Know I got the juice and you
Niggas nowhere in the mix
Be consistent, what you smoke hit or miss
I roll up OG every intermish
O-OG, might make a motherfucker OD
Hit ya body like morphine, army
Babysitting the blunt
I'll get you a car seat
Fuck what it cost me
These dividends is all going to the medicine
It ain't one of the 7 sins
Rolling with these 7 grams
Sorry baby if there's weed
Hanging out the end, but it's

15 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Smoke about a pound in a month
I don't even pay it no attention
Got 15 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher
Stay blunted, blunted, blunted
Where the blunt at?
Blunted, blunted, where the blunt at?
Blunted, blunted, where the blunt at?
I got 15 for the blunt
Go ahead and pass me a Swisher, stay