(Hook) I'm always smoking the strong, smoking the (we do) I'm always stuffing the bong, stuffing the (Couldn't imagine handling this shit) And all my niggas got written all over them Make sure you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of
(Verse: Berner) Uh, I up my garage slow, puffin' on the cone Shiftin' gear and let my tires The bong weed got my low, but I'm focused I can see a hater comin' but I'd rather get this Seen try to take my whole spike and acknowledge it That Porsche 911 is the I'm talkin' shit I see you gold, it ain't the proper kit It's that all fake ?, fake diamonds fallin' out Hit the club, I'm out
(Pre-Hook) And I just three shots of gin Then rolled six for my niggas And need somebody else to drive my car Got the gang cuz they know that we're the Plus the certified winners
(Hook) I'm smoking the strong, smoking the strong I'm stuffing the bong, stuffing the bong And all my niggas got gangsta all over them sure you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of them
(Verse 2: B-Real) I up every mornin' and I bake up every mornin' And I cake up evenin', get it blazin' without warnin' I been performin', nig' got flowers and we burn em You can me when I'm comin', you ain't know it now you learnin' And if you takin' for granted, make no mistake you'll be stranded No strong and empty handed, we got the on the planet Kitchen sparkin', there you it it's dark just fuckin' light it It's the way that we it We roll the and the paris and the ? we look embarrassed And we smokin' like the chalice, we be smokin' on the and ?, fuck around and get embarrassed I came with Berner and Khalifa, you know we the chiefers cuz we can sees some people I came with Berner and Khalifa, you know we the chiefers cuz we can sees some people We the kings that people
(Hook) I'm smoking the strong, smoking the strong I'm stuffing the bong, stuffing the bong And all my niggas got gangsta written all over Make you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of them
(Verse 3: Wiz Khaifa) The kinda shit I'm on will make you I'm smokin' strong, a few Xanax, Dom Perignons City to city, we set out alarms Pull up in em foreign cars, it's been a hot minute since I to God Let the clear slow, all in ? Pulled another 50 pounds down, he want em all Of course I'm gonna stay, yum-yum bitch and I got the swimmer's lungs, hit this shit once and you're In the session burnt up, it if you can I'm in smokin' kush outta soda cans Worldwide man, this high is a roller coaster Bags got yo heart beatin' fast, it's almost Weed Gang veterans, grade medicine No fingerprints, we don't no evidence Don't hesitate, celebrate, grow one We gon' stay smoked out and let the come
(Hook) I'm always smoking the strong, the strong I'm stuffing the bong, stuffing the bong And all my got gangsta written all over them sure you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of them