Get Blowed lyrics

[Intro: Conversation]

[Verse 1]
The definition of blowed is indo, by the load
Chronic munchies got me on the commode
When I unload, let's role
Cloudy, outie like I'm on Maui Wowie
Zowwy sparkers on me homie
This weed is like Nakatomi on me
If you want it, you can have it be that
Hundred sacks and nut sacks
Plus fat splats from flesh gats
Only hay wastin', we both high
This is game so let me tap into your horny Playstation
I'm Tecca, so I wrecka of course
Happy like I won the super-trifecta divorce
f*ck whenever, cause I'm hella-hella
Lifted, I'm hella-hella, chronic, hella sonic
It's like I take a hit of hydro-ponic, ironic
Not Atlantis but I'm here to remind you
That I'm on cannabis, alcove without a turn of alto, Groucho
Unless I get some Biancas to let me give 'em something
To open they mouth for, bounce yo
Fat ass, to the rhymes I flow
My beats pound for blocks, from Grand View to Granot
Let's get wicked like mixin' liquor like dark rum and gin
Faded f*ckin' on the only pile of twiny twin twin
[Chorus]
Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit sh*t, spark blunts and f*ck hoes, 'ianc
Let's get drunk, get blowed
n*gga roll to a spot with plots to f*ck hoes
Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit sh*t, spark blunts and f*ck hoes, 'ianc
Let's get drunk, get blowed
n*gga roll to a spot with plots to f*ck hoes

[Verse 2]
Let's, roll to a spot, where cops don't flock
We can all get our sex on, and smoke pot
Talk of bendin' the reefa, you can leave it with beaver
Because I'd rather be f*ckin' smokin' Hawiian sativa
Comprende? Even when we're in L.A hellacious
Bags ya bud, when you go grecious gracias, senior
This is bomb C4, me gone, if the bud is fire, say "Yes, Simon"
On that 151 Rum liquor
And plus that lime green sticky sh*t be's a kicker
It makes me wanna roll bud, roll bud
And f*ck a b*tch with no rub, no rub
Psyched you, when it sikes you hype you pipe to lighter
Might ignite, a snipe to swipe a viper
Only when you dip it in wet
But the only wet I'm dippin' in is vaginas
If it don't smell like salmon
Crockets, I'm in the zone, passed gone
Beatrice if you comin' bring ya silly ass on, lash on
Leave Mitch behind, he's p*ssed at mine
Cause I'm nice, plus I am cold as ice
[Chorus]
Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit sh*t, spark blunts and f*ck hoes, 'ianc
Let's get drunk, get blowed
n*gga roll to a spot with plots to f*ck hoes
Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit sh*t, spark blunts and f*ck hoes, 'ianc
Let's get drunk, get blowed
n*gga roll to a spot with plots to f*ck hoes

[Verse 3]
You hoes token butts, cho's chokin' nut
So go soak in ya pity you mo smokin' sl*t
Greed, another devious seed
n*ggaro n*gga don't you know
I stick many 'iancas up pus*y stampede
It's, who? This, packin' poison mistics di*k
For ya no good, freak piece of trick b*tch to get with
Got a peak, and the di*k
Now the b*tch don't really wanna give me none
That's cool, punk b*tch
That's why you minimum wagin' it, b*tch stuck at Cinnabun
Who's this, twisted clique in your face, motherf*cker
You's a sucker if you touch us, we brothers, we straight ruckus
With Nina n*gga, we 'bout to get blowed
And roll to a spot with plots to f*ck hoes
[Chorus]
Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit sh*t, spark blunts and f*ck hoes, 'ianc
Let's get drunk, get blowed
n*gga roll to a spot with plots to f*ck hoes
Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit sh*t, spark blunts and f*ck hoes, 'ianc
Let's get drunk, get blowed
n*gga roll to a spot with plots to f*ck hoes