HOOK:
i prefer my eyes low look out for the 5-0 cruising on a blunt ride but thats no surprise tho dank puffs dranks up lately i don't give a fuck long as you aint driving drunk them passengers be vibin huh cop another OZ everybody know me bitch i go by oppo not that fucking homie back seat phat beat smoke until that o's gone east coast weed smoke bitches with no clothes on

VERSE 1:
Takin action all this time been passin patients aint my passion need a plate to dump this ash in we be on that blunt ride i'm just tryina unwind she breakin up that hash all on the dash up in the frontside we don't even kno which way to go don't wanna hear the radio just wanna be here and blaze the o blunt faded out but I'm faded tho cruising down the avenue in the passenger and i haven't moved got a bad bitch bad attitude my grass lit so I'm passed the moon passed satellites i gotta appetite she's packing pipes so we sit back and lite split the blunt like a sacrifice i'm rappin nice we in the afterlife cuz hip hop been dead you bein fed as intended that bein said i be onto some new shit we be takin some huge hits cuz we be gettin them doobs lit thats mood lights smooth shit with the top down i drop sounds ridin around a convertible we puffin els as you can tell i love the smell and we puffin bowls you tryina burn lets go i got all this herb pesto cuz


VERSE 2:
skinny nigga goin bigger and i be all in my chill zone she rolls anotha swisher tomorrow come and I'm still gone we laughin high on that peace pipe passin by all these street lights and i can do this till day so lets spark a j cuz bet i don't sleep right for now i sit and smoke livin life like its a joke i be makin all them phat beats they callin this a track meet cuz I'm runnin this like a treadmill this youngin leavin it dead stil they be bumpin my shit its something legit that other just head kill like the rest of life aint no best advice except to get it right but its always fucked up cuz lives a bitch but she aint your ho smoke her out till she get real slow still the struggle from the rubble comin up and this niggas trouble look at all this weed poppin out of the blunt cotton mouth cuz I'm on that shit like errryday yeah I'm high thats fair to say I'm up and up but aint fuckin up so i guess i just don't care today all these niggas talkin trash ill be blunt and take a pass cuz i aint into the drama shit just tryina get all my ganja lit nigga