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Suicideboys - 100 Blunts Lyrics

100 Blunts Lyrics[Intro: $crim]
This is $crim beat
'99
2000
DJ $crim with that 808

[Verse 1: $crim]
Yo, light that cigarette, I'm trippin'
Ash it, then I flick it
Liquid got me feelin' wicked, sickenin' how I'm thinkin'
Every weekend, durin' evenings, I'm creepin', all black secrets
Got a demon who be speakin', I swear to God, they so misleadin'
I'm just a skeleton in clothin', junkie that be flowin'
I be that boogeyman in your closet (What?)
That drug money in your wallet (What?)
All black for a home invasion
Smokin' that dope 'til I'm Asian
Up in that alleyway, I'm bent, switchblade on my hip
Sippin' dip that's mixed with Crys
Got me trippin', talkin' shit

[Bridge 1: $crim]
Got me trippin', talkin' shit, uh
I'm twisted on that dip, yeah
Got me trippin', talkin' shit, uh
I'm twisted on that dip, ahh

[Chorus: $crim & Ruby da Cherry]
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape (Ruby da Cherry)
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]
It's that grim-reapin' motherfucker
Patch me up, I'm leakin', snatch me up your bitch
I'm ridin' dirty, swervin', and I'm skeetin'
What I'm seekin' is the soul, could consider me a demon
Dreamin' of a fuckboy massacre, bitch, I'm schemin'
Bitch, I'm steamin' up some weed and I'll be damned if you is reachin'
For this blunt your bitch rolled laced with your homie's ashes
I'm teasin', meanin' I told your bitch we would fuck, but didn't for no reason
Please and thank you when I drop a track
Audience a bunch of zombies teamin' up to try and stop me
Tony told me it was chopper season, leave you screamin' for your mommy, uh
Spray 'em with that Tommy, then I spray 'em with that Tommy
Mmm, you smell good for a dead motherfucker ($uicideboy$)
Mmm, you smell

[Bridge 2: Ruby da Cherry]
Mmm, you smell good for a dead motherfucker (*5-9)
D-D-D-Dead motherfucker

[Chorus: $crim]
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape
Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups of that bape