Blunt Wrap Latte Songtext
von RUSSELL!

Yeah
Yeah
(Kyle, you made that?)

Wake and bake (yeah), champagne Minute Maid (yeah)
Shorty tanning on the terrace, marinate (oh-yeah)
Shit is straight, we just upped the stakes (oh-yeah)
I ain′t safe, but there's money in the safe (ooh-woah)

Wave (wave), one too many drinks (woo)
You could come tonight, but you could never stay (oh-yeah)
Hands all on your waist, but your boyfriend hella waste (waste)
But fuck cuffin′, I'm just tryna do the race (goddamn)
Chains swingin', Dames listen when I talk game
40 drinkin′, smoking loud in the hallway (yeah)
When I′m in the blues, I smoke a long J
She wanna smoke, I'll take her out to the ball game (yeah)


Got her with me, she ain′t coming right back (right back)
That's your wifey? I just fucked her, my bad (my bad)
Now you know that she don′t love you like that
Stay out my way, and you'll be on the right track
Fuckboy talkin′, he ain't got no money
Blunts getting sparked somewhere hot and sunny
My current girl look like she from out the country
My ex-girl lookin' like a Playboy bunny

Sunset, top down, in a red ride
Spend the day drunk, then I go to bed high
I don′t play a game, shorty, that′s the next guy
Say you hate me, I'm like, "motherfucker, get in line"

If you know me, then you know I always be wild (yeah)
Ty got them baddies on speed dial (yeah)
Yeah, you know you′re fuckin' up these beats, Kyle (ooh-yeah)
Stayin′ clean, I'm like, "what the fuck you mean?"

(I′m like) Don't pass it to me if that weed laced
Elevated, you should hit that pH
She been all up in my crib for three days
You thinkin' that she loyal, she ain′t