[Chorus: T-Streets]
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Blunt still wet, so pass it like bread

[Verse 1: T-Streets]
Skittles in my blunt, so I can taste the rainbow
OG Kush, grandaddy and mango
The purp on my breath, you can smell it in my lingo
Know I got that good, come and holler like Bingo
Bubba Kush, Saoer Deezel and Blueberry
You ain't smoking like me, I smoke heaven
Roll it in the morning while I get ready
And by 12:00, I done smoked a whole 7
You n***as on that bunk, I be on that skunk
Smoking out garbage bags, putting out chunks
Blunt after blunt, I smoke how I want
Me, I get lifted, higher than a trunk

[Chorus: T-Streets]
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Blunt still wet, so pass it like bread
[Verse 2: Jae Millz]
Millz!
Shout out to everybody in the hood
I'm the big bad wolf, smoking all the trees in the woods
Me and T-Streets, so good, on another level
We don't do that Arazona, we be on that Charo
White Willo, comfier than a pillo
Rippin up that stuff, in a swisher siggerillo
The shit I roll up look like thick thumbs
Big lungs, I call them Big Pun
Bitch call me all day, I only hit once
I got her scored in my phone under One And Done
Young Money Cash Money, this is great living
I get high up in that sky, Blake Griffin

[Chorus: T-Streets]
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Smoking that good, smoking that good
Blunt still wet, so pass it like bread