[Chorus: repeat 2X]   This is my smokin' song   It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done   Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on   Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky   But it get hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry      [Lil' Wyte]   Check it out I roll with Swisher Sweets   And all day long I'm down to smoke   When it comes to chiefin' dope   Its got to be dro to make me choke   What's the word up on the low   I'm a let you know soon as I hear   That dro gone take a few hours   But I got hook ups on that pure   What you want player What you need   Comes to you no stems or seeds   Twist it up just as quickly as you get it and you will see   Swisher Sweets and greenary   Gone leave you floatin' like the sea   Carribean Islands where I find them dope dealers supplin' me   I got no time for yo bullshit   When you say you ain't got my goods   Check yo references and find out I'm reliable in the hood   Give me bab I wish you would   You'll see just how Lil' Wyte work   Say you pushin thunder chicken   Bag it up let's watch it twurk   If it's some dirt, then you'll get no cheese in return when I come back   The only reason I do that   Is to get a refund on my stack   But if its fire I'm comin' back   To get some mo and that's a fact   Bet's the believe it's got to be goody goody green   That's where it's at      [Chorus: repeat 2X]   This is my smokin' song   It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done   Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on   Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky   But it hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry      [Lil' Wyte]   So you got a quarter key of some that California chronic   If its fire I'm jumpin' on it   And if it ain't I'm bouncin' off it   It ain't no profit comin' back   A big ole bag of Bobby Brown   Soon as get that shit I'm Frayser bound   And down to smoke a pound   I never frown as long as that Mary Jane is all up in my system   Too bad you miss them What   Them six blunt that we turned to victims   Its on again   Like you got a two liter coke and a fifth of Hen   Steppin' in everywhere you go fallin' down   Cause you ten seats in the wind   Throwin' up nothin' but liquer and bud   Slow ya roll dog you to fuck up   You gone end up like the rest of them fools   Face down in the flo' cause you got to buck   I got some problems just like you do too   But there's always tommorrow   Will mo solve em'   Pass me the blunt I'm gettin tired of hittin on this bottle   It's almost over for me and you   My ass about to pass out   One mo thing before I go   Never mind just put that fuckin' dope out   I'm smoked out   And there ain't no way I'm gone keep on a going   I should of been in bed a long time ago   I know it      [Chorus: repeat 2X]   This is my smokin' song   It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done   Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on   Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky   But it hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry