[Intro]
(Why didn't you call me?)
(7000 on the beat, shawty)

[Chorus]
Smoke my wood, smoke my wood, and it ain't no saint
Boy wan' talk right down, that boy gon' hear a fuckin' bang
Smoke my wood, then I'm calm now, I'm on my way (Bitch I'm, on my way)
I'm fuckin' wit' them white hoes like Tina Fey (Ah)
What got them wildin'?
They-they ain't gon' stop shit, yeah, yeah
What got them wildin?
They-they ain't startin' shit with me (Yeah, yeah)