Blowin Swishers lyrics - Kid Ink

Yeeaah, Uh

Come in where I wanna

Eyes wide shut, clothes reek of marijuana

It's stuffy up in here, got it looking like a sauna

Smoking kills, Terminator, you can call it Sarah Conner

Got you coughing, like you got a cold nigga

Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers

Man and I'm high as hell

Yeah my life is like a movie hope you got a still

I'm ill mufucka, I don't need a meal

But my pockets got the munchies and feed em well

Why your money lookin like it's on the diet pill?

I can eyeball that, I ain't gotta scale

Split it down, dump it nigga

Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers

And I'm tryna smoke with all of y'all

Rolling papers, man I feel like a ball hog

I can't pass that the way I hit

That's only one round, Mike Tyson

Ain't no papers in my house, I don't write shit

But your bitch is prolly here on a nightshift

Baby stop by the store, but I don't need liquor

Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers

Cause I'mma get you high tonight

Once you learn how to roll, it's a riding bike

Said I'm over niggas heads on Cloud 9

Fuck what you got, my nigga smell mine

This ain't a art gallery, why everybody starin'?

Got a house full of bunnies where the fuck is Anna Faris?

I'm in the cut, you can keep your Rizla's

Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers

And I don't wanna hear that it tastes good

One hit of this, you feel it and your face good

We cookin baby you can meet me over here

Got everybodys eyes lookin' medium rare

How I'm comin on the beat is fucking really unfair

See the haters talk shit, but I really don't care

You can all suck a dick and feel it in your throat nigga

Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers