Backroom Blunts & Switches

(Verse 1)
Rollin’ up a blunt in the VIP section,
Hooker on my lap, got her beggin' for affection.
Lines on the table, pills in the flask,
Livin' like a villain with a ski-mask task.
Pop two tabs, now I’m floatin’ like a ghost,
Opps in the parking lot, we toast to the most.
Chrome Glock on my hip with the switch kit mod,
Ain’t no safety round here when I’m playin' with God.

(Hook)
Backroom blunts, hoes in heels,
Mixin' that Henny with powder and pills.
Glock got a switch, ain't no sound when it clap,
Duckin' them rats while I’m breakin’ a back.
Weed so loud, got the neighbors callin',
Opps want smoke? Then the bodies start fallin’.
Cash in my jeans and a freak on the pole,
Hell in my cup and the devil got soul.

(Verse 2)
Party start at midnight, end in a cell,
Bouncin' off the walls like a demon from Hell.
She suckin’ on me while I'm loadin' the clip,
Said she like danger, so I gave her a tip.
White lines on her tits, tattoos on her thighs,
She don't ask questions, just rides or dies.
Ops tried to slide, but my shooters don't miss,
Switch turn that semi to a symphony of bliss.

(Bridge)
Got three girls kissin' in a blacked-out Sprinter,
Popped out the roof with a blunt and a splinter.
Drug deal done in the back of the bar,
Now we racin’ these cops in a stolen sports car.
Shawty got molly in her nose and her coochie,
Talkin’ that talk while she rubbin' on the Uzi.

(Hook)
Backroom blunts, hoes in heels,
Mixin' that Henny with powder and pills.
Glock got a switch, ain't no sound when it clap,
Duckin' them rats while I’m breakin’ a back.
Weed so loud, got the neighbors callin',
Opps want smoke? Then the bodies start fallin’.
Cash in my jeans and a freak on the pole,
Hell in my cup and the devil got soul.

(Outro)
I ain’t tryna preach, I’m just livin' my truth,
Broke every rule since I lost my youth.
High off the chaos, drunk off the sin,
If tonight’s the end, then let the party begin.

Stoner trap, rap, trap, hip hop, house, underground rap