The Orwells
BLUNTS
Hot young honey with a porn star body
Not thinking twice chasing Rose with Bacardi
Bang a little bang, and I'm trying to get stoned, met a couple bad bitches, two blunts rolled
Smoke got me slow, it's the Kush that we blow, last fucking hit got me outta control
Cheap champagne and a 40 in the other hand, fuck what you heard I be every bitches main man


What's in the foam cup that just got me so gone?
Twenty five people stand out on the front lawn
Pants so tight you can see my dick
Better wipe that shit off girl, I don't fuck with Lipstick!
She's on my shit got me turned on and turned up
When your bitch walk by I turn and say “what's up”
Unload the clip when she cocking my Glock
Got a couple bullets left, but she won't stop


Rich white girl drop that ass like it's acid
I'm rollin' up fatties and chewing on Xanax
Stacking up singles in fake sunglasses
Sit on my lap and let me get a couple dances
I make it rain like a Florida hurricane
Mouth full of platinum and three gold chains
Zip up my pants and then hop out my Caddy
Pussy so tight, I could'a been her daddy!