BLUNT ROLLER

Money power respect all from cooking on a stove top

My engine too loud four in the morning wake the whole block

I been outside come in the crib it's like a roadblock

My bitch she drawn just like the CO's on the cell block

Speaking on me it's just like summoning the dead

Infrared laser got it beaming at yo head

On my command she drop the panties and they spread

She sprayin' up the bed every time I give her head

Turn around she bust it open hitting that shit off one leg

I'm pressing one every time for inmates in the feds