(Hook) I'm always smoking the strong, the strong (we do) I'm always stuffing the bong, stuffing the (Couldn't even imagine this shit) And all my niggas got gangsta written all them Make you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of them
(Verse: Berner) Uh, I pull up my slow, puffin' on the cone Shiftin' and let my tires smoke The bong got my eyes low, but I'm focused I can see a hater comin' but I'd get this money niggas try to take my whole spike and acknowledge it That Porsche 911 is the reason I'm talkin' I see you buying gold, it the proper kit It's that all about ?, fake diamonds fallin' out Hit the club, I'm out
(Pre-Hook) And I took three shots of gin rolled six joints for my niggas And I'mma somebody else to drive my car Got the gang cuz they know that we're the Plus the clique certified
(Hook) I'm always smoking the strong, smoking the I'm always the bong, stuffing the bong And all my niggas got written all over them Make sure you pop the champagne, enough for all of them
(Verse 2: B-Real) I wake up every and I bake up every mornin' And I cake up every evenin', get it without warnin' Everywhere I been performin', nig' got and we burn em You can smell me when I'm comin', you know it now you learnin' And if you shit for granted, make no mistake you'll be stranded No strong and empty handed, we got the best on the Kitchen sparkin', you have it When dark just fuckin' light it It's the way that we it We roll the cookies and the and the ? we look embarrassed And we smokin' the chalice, we be smokin' on the barrins Marijuana and ?, fuck and get embarrassed I with Berner and Khalifa, you know we the biggest chiefers Shout cuz we can sees people I came with and Khalifa, you know we the biggest chiefers cuz we can sees some people We the kings about people
(Hook) I'm always smoking the strong, the strong I'm always stuffing the bong, stuffing the And all my got gangsta written all over them Make sure you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of
(Verse 3: Wiz Khaifa) The shit I'm on will make you yearn I'm only strong, a few Xanax, Dom Perignons City to city, we set out smoke Pull up in em foreign cars, it's a hot minute since I wrote to God Let the clear slow, all in ? Pulled another 50 pounds down, he want em all Of course I'm gonna stay, bitch and dumb I got the swimmer's lungs, hit this shit once and you're In the burnt up, hold it if you can I'm in smokin' kush outta soda cans Worldwide man, this high is like a roller got yo heart beatin' fast, it's almost over Weed Gang veterans, high grade No fingerprints, we leave no evidence Don't hesitate, celebrate, anotha one We stay smoked out and let the money come
(Hook) I'm always smoking the strong, smoking the I'm always stuffing the bong, stuffing the And all my niggas got gangsta written all over sure you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of them