We're smokin' dynamite (Got kingdom come, on the run) So keep the throttle to the bottom We may never see tomorrow Too many fuses to light Gonna steal, beg, and borrow A thousand fahrenheit and we're about to ignite If tonight's our time to go, the one

Blame it on the bag You can blame it on the bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it back stackin’ this money But I still can’t

Na, na, na, na, na, na, Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na Oh where did the party go? We were ending it on the phone I'm not gonna go home alone Where, where did the party go? And all the boys are smoking Menthol's,

(Yeah aye, hold on, babe) Baby would you save me? Been thinkin' bout it lately Oh, baby, baby, baby Hold on, babe Got some habits, I can't keep them The same ones that made you hate me Ho-oh, smokin' potent, high as nose hair

A good girl gone wild Like a girl gone wild Girls they just wanna have some fun Hey, ey, ey, ey I'm like, hey, ey, ey, ey Get fired up like smokin' gun On the floor til the daylight comes I got that burnin' hot desi-i-i-re And no one can put out my

I keep on rollin' Get Lucky like the strike that you're smokin' Winning easy like the dice that I'm throwin' It's a don't let nothing get to you strategy I keep, I keep rollin' I'm gonna take my time Throw it in neutral

My head is spinnin', smokin' on the chicken, the bass is kickin' This a Rollie, not a stopwatch, shit don't ever stop My head is spinnin' This the flow that got the block hot, shit got super hot Smokin' on the chicken, the bass is kickin' Tay Keith, fuck

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don Inna New York City, inna New York City New York girl, dem a mad over we Smoking a escubano, guzzle my second bottle Hope I don’t catch a homo, grossing our net Simultaneously making me climb higher

Hotel bathroom Up and down it feels like Heaven must feel so right Smoking in the bathroom To the hotel bathroom Hotel couch, fucking on the hotel couch Fuck you on the hotel bed Ain't 'gon lie, I can't wait

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with