[Intro: B.o.B] Alright look This B.o.B right here Homeboy swag What up Tell them how we smoking bro We smoking good Only the best Broski oski [Hook: B.o.B] My reefer so sticky sticky I can't get it off my hands Its so sticky sticky the scent stuck to my pants Its so sticky sticky I can't get it off my hands Its so sticky sticky sticky sticky [Verse 1: Swagg] Now I swear I be smoking that dro dro dro Put it in my chest till I choke choke choke Roll up the window let it blow blow blow If I see the po po then I go go go And I don't know why I gotta have it But I gotta have it, what can I say? Call my dope dealer then I go grab it Now I gotta pack it to the ak 47 and you know that I'm gonna roll 11 Till I fill up my whole intestine Man I love me a good smoking session Take a hit and I go straight to heaven Take a sip of the Remi Martin In the charge of the hemi it's startin And then we just zip zip zoom zip zip zoom [Hook] [Verse 2: B.o.B] Well you already know how my reefer blow Similar to the way a reefer blow So R E S P E C T my dro Cause this right here will leave you froze Old cloud 9's where I need to go So you know what it is when you see the smoke Don't talk to me just leave me lone My minds not here, it leaves the globe I need to make my own papers cause I roll blunts faster than they make em The way I blaze up, I smoke enough green to feed Jamaica And now I can't function, I knew I was thinking bout something This ain't unusual for me in case you're wondering [Hook] [Verse 3: B.o.B] Oh my god I'm smoking so much How much we got left? Bout 4 blunts I can't take anymore I'm so stuck I'm so high that I can't even go up But I don't give a damn n***a roll up But after that first one hold up Cause I might need to chill on it My lungs ain't made outa steel homie We on them northern lights So you know we don't have no boring night Take one hit of that sh**, and it'll feel like your mind did a backflip So don't smoke with us we open up that sack and then we smoke it up In 5 minutes like we have a time limit [Hook]