We don’t ask permission, we ignite first Backwoods fat, look like it might burst Rolled up OG Kush, straight gasoline One hit got the whole room losin’ self-esteem Sour Diesel stinkin’ up the place Smell hit first, punch you in the face Eyes half shut but my mind wide open Street-level smoke, fully chosen This that outlaw breath, no filter Ash on my jeans, soul stay sinister We don’t count grams, we count scars Every strain smoked like it earned its bars HOOK Blazed Outlaws, smoke in the air Middle fingers up, we don’t play fair Eyes bloodshot but we still stand tall Light it, pass it — fuck the law Blazed Outlaws, cough through the pain Different strains, same damn flame If the room too loud, if the world too raw That’s the sound of the Blazed Outlaws ⸻ Verse 2 Crack a jar, Gorilla Glue #4 Stick to my fingers, still roll more Chest burn crazy but I don’t stall This smoke put weight on my fuckin’ balls White Widow got me locked in focus Thoughts hit sharp, no bogus They fade out early, start seein’ ghosts I’m still talkin’ shit, toastin’ roaches Gelato smooth but deceptive Sweet inhale, violent perspective I don’t smoke cute, I smoke intent Every strain come with consequence This that late-night, demons awake Ashtray full of yesterday’s mistakes Still rollin’ up like I owe it rent Outlaw lungs, no regret spent HOOK Blazed Outlaws, smoke in the air Middle fingers up, we don’t play fair Eyes bloodshot but we still stand tall Light it, pass it — fuck the law Blazed Outlaws, cough through the pain Different strains, same damn flame If the room too loud, if the world too raw That’s the sound of the Blazed Outlaws ⸻ Verse 3 Twist up Wedding Cake, heavy as sin One spark deep, let the chaos in Lemon Haze got my head on go Thoughts move fast, mouth stay cold Zkittlez colorful, mood go black Sweet smoke but it hit like that Purple Punch got my chest feel tight Still spittin’ bars like it’s fight night I don’t smoke to relax, I smoke to rebel Every hit feel like I rang a bell If the law come knockin’, we don’t pause We just roll another — outlaw laws From High Command to this back alley Still breathin’ smoke, still rally-ready If the world burn down, fuck it all We’ll be laughin’ loud — Blazed Outlaws HOOK (FINAL — CROWD CHANT) Blazed Outlaws, light that flame Burnt lungs, still unashamed Ash everywhere, standin’ tall Say it loud — fuck the law Blazed Outlaws, strain by strain Same smoke, same fuckin’ pain If you can’t hang, if you gotta crawl This ain’t for you — Blazed Outlaws
