(Hook) I'm smoking the strong, smoking the strong (we do) I'm always stuffing the bong, the bong (Couldn't imagine handling this shit) And all my niggas got gangsta written all over Make sure you pop the champagne, it's for all of them
(Verse: Berner) Uh, I pull up my garage slow, on the cone Shiftin' gear and let my tires The bong weed got my low, but I'm focused I can see a hater comin' but I'd rather get this Seen niggas try to take my spike and acknowledge it That Porsche 911 is the reason I'm talkin' I see you gold, it ain't the proper kit It's that all about ?, fake diamonds fallin' out Hit the club, I'm out
(Pre-Hook) And I just took shots of gin Then six joints for my niggas And I'mma need somebody else to my car Got the gang cuz know that we're the illest the clique certified winners
(Hook) I'm always the strong, smoking the strong I'm always stuffing the bong, stuffing the And all my niggas got gangsta written all over sure you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of them
(Verse 2: B-Real) I wake up every mornin' and I bake up mornin' And I up every evenin', get it blazin' without warnin' I been performin', nig' got flowers and we burn em You can smell me when I'm comin', you ain't it now you learnin' And if you takin' shit for granted, make no mistake you'll be No strong and empty handed, we got the best on the sparkin', there you have it When dark just fuckin' light it the way that we provide it We roll the and the paris and the ? we look embarrassed And we smokin' like the chalice, we be smokin' on the and ?, fuck around and get embarrassed I with Berner and Khalifa, you know we the biggest chiefers Shout cuz we can sees people I came with Berner and Khalifa, you we the biggest chiefers Shout cuz we can some people We the kings about people
(Hook) I'm always smoking the strong, smoking the I'm always the bong, stuffing the bong And all my niggas got written all over them Make sure you pop the champagne, enough for all of them
(Verse 3: Wiz Khaifa) The kinda shit I'm on will make you I'm only strong, a few Xanax, Dom Perignons City to city, we set out alarms Pull up in em foreign cars, it's a hot minute since I wrote to God Let the burn slow, all in ? Pulled another 50 pounds down, he want em all Of course I'm gonna stay, bitch and dumb I got the lungs, hit this shit once and you're done In the session burnt up, it if you can I'm in Japan kush outta soda cans Worldwide man, this high is like a coaster Bags got yo heart beatin' fast, it's almost Weed Gang veterans, grade medicine No fingerprints, we don't leave no Don't hesitate, celebrate, grow one We gon' stay out and let the money come
(Hook) I'm always smoking the strong, smoking the I'm always stuffing the bong, stuffing the And all my niggas got gangsta all over them Make you pop the champagne, it's enough for all of them