Blow It In Her Face - Baby Bash, Cousin Fik, Driyp Drop

Backwood full of sticky

And it gotta be a wood yeah I’m hella picky

Tipsy pourin liquor on my kidneys

On a whole zip when I smoke I need 50

Like nuff I got grapes

Gods gift man I gotta say grace (Thank You Lord)

Your girl looking like she wanna taste

So I light it up and blow it in her face

If you keep it lit be the model

I think I’m about to move to Colorado

Or seeato I mean Seattle

Somewhere I can smoke where you niggas can’t tattle

Long dreads like mac dre

No rare-o chick go that way

I’m bout to roll up a fat j

And fire up with the dj cuz

Girl scout loud pack from a car though

Light it up lemme give her a charge though

And I better get your weathers late cornrow

Smoking shit that’ll give your ass parvo

Top shelf Nigga good for your health nigga

Growing in the woods make a nigga wealth bigger

Hot head and she drop dead gorgeous

But Bad bitch on my side that I’m watchin

All night we gon post shit

Around the bay on this mothafucking ghost shit

Half a pound on a road trip and I bet we gonna blow bitch

Party buss falled out like its burning

Now that’s what I call higher learning

And if the dj keep the table turning

We gonna get higher than messiah no sermon

It was me I did it

The purple in the air I lit it

I’m on further gone

Me and cousin smoking like cheech and chong

I’m finna blow it up its a bomb thing

Break it down roll it up I’m the fireman

You can catch it in a backwood

I was smoking on that cookie (That's Good)

Bad bitch say she wanna taste

So I light it up and blow it in her face

I was somewhere outter space

This this shit slapps this beat bang

Fucking with baby bash on them airplanes

Turnt up but I’m twisted off the hurricane

Follow everything hoes wanna jock

I be on my high ones they don’t do the socks