Lloyd, Curren$y - Blown lyrics

Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it
Pass it all around girl let’s get
Haha, yeah aha, check it

I’m a racist smoker
'Cause, I only roll with White, boys
Can’t rock with blunts, oh no
And I’m a average choker
Smoke loud, and it make noise
Hear it everywhere I go
So, "Extra, extra, read about it"
(Read about it)
The government should legalize it
(Legalize it, ayy) watch the crime rate drop
And all the hate stop

The test have shown
The cancer’s here, and the next, it's gone
It’s not wrong to cheech that chong
So put it in a bong and let’s get blown
(let’s get blown, let’s get blown)
Oh, oh, oh and let’s get blown
(let’s get blown, let’s get blown)

I want you to
Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it
Pass it all around girl let’s get high
I want you to
Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it
Time to slow it down girl let’s get High
Wanna get high, high

Slow motion when you inhale the smoke
Feel mood change
Now you’re riding the wave so high
Clouds status, ain’t tryna fight it now
You gotta have it
You gonna be my motivation
So light this fire right now
(right now, right now)
The way you break it down, then pick it up
It’s something like a grinder right now
(right now, right now)
You’ve got the smooth flow, on the excel
I’ve got long stroke, something you can feel
That’s real
So let’s go to the level, you know so well
And stay for awhile
You know I’ve invested in how you feel
And that’s why

I want you to
Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it
Pass it all around
Girl let’s get high, high, high
Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it
Time to slow it down
Girl let’s get high, high
Wanna get high, high

The test have shown, the cancer’s here
And the next is gone
It’s not wrong to cheech that chong
So put it in a bong and let’s get blown
(let’s get blown, let’s get blown)
And let’s get blown
(let’s get blown, let’s get blown) stop

Yeah, eastside, she said
She ain’t never been that high
But proceed to hit it two more time
She blown off strong in my 65
My chevy feel like a Disney World ride
She gone, she gone, like she’s not even home
Got the "not disturbed" mode on her phone
Spitta got the game
Let me put her in the code
Audio dope they download
I make more dough to take those
Trips, have your friends jealous
They can’t catch us but they can smell us
I’m papered up, like, what can they tell us?
I’m papered up, smoking personal
Call it a selfie
I’m papered up, and I’m not selfish
(yeah, yeah)
Papered up, blunts are not healthy
(Blunts are not healthy)
Papered up, Jet Life, live life wealthy
Papered up, papered up
Bank account stretching
Papered up, papered up, seven Rolexes, L