A Blunt
Yo partner let me get a blunt
Smoking on something strong
We ain't pulling no stunt
One puff and you cough something must be wrong
Grabba that down really nice
So when you draw you eye be bloody
Like it really depend on you life
A tell you this joint will take away you stress and worry
We smoking a pound weed in a day
Couple bottle a liquor and some sprite
Keep the weed coming I say
By the end of the night you feel right
Is the weed me a smoke
Make me feel me a float
Copyright © Kevon Worrell | Year Posted 2019
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