[Produced By BeatsInMyBackPack]

[Intro: Woodie Smalls]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Dum-dum, da-dum
Da-da-dum-dum, da-dum
Yeah, yeah
Da-da-dum-dum, da-dum
Yeah, yeah
Da-da-dum-dum, da-dum
Yeah
Let's go

[Verse 1: Woodie Smalls]
Smoking my hobby here
Flying like a pilot, I’m a rocket in the air
I'm never sitting on a chair
I've been amazed
And you know what I’m doing since the day
And if we got a struggle then we pray
Roll up a lil' haze
Woodie is the best, that's what they say
Rollin' like these slugs
Acting like these thugs [?] for the days
We took it, yeah we riding with the wave
Working nine-to-five, bitch you looking like a slave
Big brother always by my side
Now he's trippin' 'cause you notice that we ready for the ride
Rolling five, groupies, can we get a high five?
Hoppin' on these stages, man I make the city proud
Fucking all these women and my reefa’s smelling loud
Talk a lot of shit but still in person they be quiet
Walkin’ through these streets and all the people really sad
Promise that my family gon' be proud
Twisting up my finger man, I’m headed for the south
This for my big brother, tough mafucker
Promise that we always gon' look out for each other
Roll up a little weed and show some love to each other