[Intro: Scarface]
We finna smoke like it ain't no tomorrow

[Verse 1: Devin The Dude]
I grab a Swisher Sweet and use my fingernail to cut it
Gut it, then I dump the droppin's out then stuff it
Full of coffee, and if you don't know by now, coffee is killa
In other words, weed a fat dime is a pillar
Now the buds on the stems are like trees in an orchid
Anybody in the room who don't smoke weed is gettin tortured
By the smoke, n***as choke, n***as cough and they fart
Need to quit it but they still tryna hit it too hard
It's the...

[Chorus: Devin The dude]
Sticky green
Frosted leaves
Oh so sweet
I love to blow weed
Sticky green
Frosted leaves
Oh so sweet
I love to blow weed

[Verse 2: Scarface]
It seems to be a, misunderstanding about the cheeba
I see a, sign stating "cannabis stupida"
But I need a, big fat jilla to get me lit
I prefer to smoke the zigzags 'cause Phillies ain't the shit
And I done laced it up with the Bombay, formaldehyde
Anything that you can mix with the spinach. I done tried
I done damn near died 'til I realized straight dutches
If you see me blowin' out smoke, you can bet it's the...
[Chorus: Devin The Dude]
Sticky green
Frosted leaves
Oh so sweet
I love to blow weed
Sticky green
Frosted leaves
Oh so sweet
I love to blow weed

[Verse 3: Devin The Dude]
Man, gon' on; I don't see nothin' wrong with a little reefer
You got the weed, I got the drank, n***a, just tell me where to meet ya
I'm high, you high, let's try to get higher
Here, use my lighter, set the ass on fire
We blowin' like a choir, everybody's in line
Hopin' they can get they fingers on it one more time
Because there's nothing but a party over here, that's how we do it
Live music, plenty bitches, cold beer, and oh yeah some...

[Chorus: Devin The Dude]
Sticky green
Frosted leaves
Oh so sweet
I love to blow weed
Sticky green
Frosted leaves
Oh so sweet
I love to blow weed