Smokers - B-Real, Berner

Yeah I drink, and I smoke

If I can’t blow my weed in this club

Then I’mma get ghost

I’m in it with the smokers (smokers, smokers, smokers)

I’m always with the smokers (smokers, smokers, smokers)

I party with the smokers (smokers, smokers, smokers)

If I can’t blow my weed in this club

Then I’mma get ghost

You know I fuck with you, if you fuck with the smokers

Three pre-rolleds, a little more up than a quarter

Smoke in the club, Wax hits in my hoopty

I’m stucked on the couch, gettin' stoned like a loser

Bern don’t touch no bud rot either

White pouder molds you can go ahead and keep it

And glass tips make the J taste cleaner

Me Big Snoop, B-Real and Khalifa

Can’t forget about spitta and all my other people

We smoke everywhere we goin', treat herb like it’s legal

smoke out in London, France and Ibiza

Raw wide roller stoner

Growin' shout out to the

I’m a smoker, smoker, smoker

Two hits off the Snow Man, Wax and it’s over

Shout out to my growers and all stoners

What you smokin' on, OG Kush flowers

If you look up in the sky, see a smoke signal

It’s a Westside it’s so simple

Pull a place we this game for you

Say you ridin' high but you a low level

We got them strains,

Ain’t nobody up who got a

Now and they takin' shot and they missin'

But green shinin' like the ice on your wrist

So much sugar on the cookie got you blind to this shit

Medication on deck

on the King Shatter

You fuckin' with the most higher make a toast

to the homie