I'm a cigarello fiend smokin weed like it's oxygen
Roll a lot skunk, need some blunts, get two boxes in
Goin to pull my stash, out rollin out this half ounce

Puff pass, ^!$$% I puff grass till I pass out
[x2]


Half ounce what I got to smoke up in some days
Yeah I choke up and get blazed
Eyes closed up and get glazed

I'll blow some in your face
But you ain't hitting nothin
If I'm in here I gotta smoke somethin ^!$$%


[Hook:]
Crack a swishy if I'm rollin up that good

And we roll it by the O, yeah I know you wish you could
Ain't nothin funny gettin money like I should
Anywhere I go ^!$$%s know I smokin good


[Chorus:]
I'm smokin good

[x7]

^!$$%s know about what young Khalifa into

Love to smoke out, a lot of reefer in him
Get you skunked out, you know I'm street official
When boys gotta problem, you should keep your issue

I'm from Pistolvania, where them heaters hit you
Out in California, where the weed official
And you could tell that I'm a boss

Don't really gotta tell you that I'm smokin good, you smell it through the wall

[Hook]


[Chorus]