Chris Travis – CHILDREN OF THE BLUNTS lyrics

[Verse 1: Ethelwulf]
Bad Bitch
Booty thick
Bad friends
Perfect
Blunt lit baby hit
Don't quit, smoke it
Big hit, bong rip, more weed in this spliff
Take a lift, spaceship, kush smoke strong shit
Thong on booty split, damn right show me quick
I'mma get up in her shit, dick all up in her stomach
Feeling it I'm feeling it, feeling it she feeling it
I'm high as hell I'm killing it
She high as fuck but taking dick
Black shirt where it's at
Girl I'mma need it back
I don't give a fuck bout that simpy shit to trill for that
In the club but in the back, with the set on the loud pack
Bring some pretty women back
And let them strip while we roll hash

[Chrous: EthelWulf]
Children of the weed, please find us more please
Nigga we the children of the trees, please get us more please

[Verse 2: EthelWulf]
Gotta re-up hit my nigga t.o like
Lemme get a O.z cuz
And I roll one bitch wit my girl
I'm coming, I'm running I gotta smoke something
Don't beef for shit nigga just give me more money
That kush marijuana, toast like a sauna
I'll never be sober, I'll smoke it till I'm older
I tell your bitch bend over
Nigga that's why she sober
And oh shit nigga my dick slipped
Now it's set where her tongue sits bitch!


[Verse 3: Chris Travis]
Blunts in rotation
She wanna hit it she can't take it
Smoking on some shit from Jamaicans
Had me looking like I'm Asian
Eyes red and hella lazy
My steez so tight it's crazy
This shit is hella wavy
I do this shit daily
Purple kush I'm blazing
Gone on over them hoes we so faded
Steezy ass niggas so fucking wavy
Catch me blowing trees I'm skating
Grill shining like Natives
Pull up on your bitch she take it
Sour diesel I am baking
Dirty sprite I am drinking
Fuck what you niggas thinking
Blacked out and I'm swinging
In the cut bitch I'm dunking
Trill status I got ranking
Pimp C in the trunk I got banging bitch
Banging bitch
Pimp C in my trunk, I come with the fucking banging bitch

[Chorus]