[Intro: M Row]
Like, M Row

[Verse 1: M Row]
White girl wasted, gassed up gushers
Gas too sticky might fuck up the crusher
Let it burn, I ain't talking no Usher
Straight gas, no brakes, it might fuck up the muffler
Blunt’s really beating, this shit make you tougher
Gas in my blood and you know that's the Puffs
Pressure, pie you could eat it like supper
One pack was the downer, the second the upper
Green, purp', I'm mixing the color
Don't know what to pick, either one or the other (M Row)

[Interlude: Kay Glizz]
(Stay Pufts)
Word to bro, I'm in the booth smokin' puffs right now n***a
Stay Puft n***a, shout out M Rowski, shout out Puffs n***a
(Yo Kezi, Kezi)
(Yo Kezi, this shit got me trippin')

[Verse 2: Kay Glizz]
Frrah, frrah, boom
Stay Pufts, spray weed session, shit punch
Every blunt in the air, shit is stuffed
This gassed up gushers, shit is really tough
Like pass that, puff puff, pass give it up
Residue, all on my hand when I crush
The gas that I'm smoking, potion
Everyday motion, really running through these bucks
Like, grrah, smoke the Pizz out the puffs on the daily
Only way I pull up, if they pay me
Me and Nunnie coolin', toting Stacey
Tag 'em, now we smoke 'em out the AC
All this spray weed shit got me lazy
You say you ain't smoking puffs, is you crazy?
I get to throwin' this shit, Tom Brady
I'm really known for this shit, don't play me
Grrah (Stay Pufts n***a)
[Verse 3: Bo Gotti]
Y'all n***as know who it is
This shit got me way too smacked
Pay one fifty, that's three eight bags
It's no shorts, I don't care what you jack
Every outsider I know getting taxed
This puff shit is like green crack
You cop it, I guarantee you circle back
Call a munch for a P, then I hit the trap
Then once I’m paid in full, I could relax
Three point five, put that shit in the spliff
It's that puff, that'll get you lit
Pebble, Jello, that's the perfect mix
What you pay, that's what you finna get
I'm a boss, levels to this shit
I'm a boss, levels to this shit
If you're not a hustler, then you a customer
You heard?