[Intro: Jahred Gomes]
Blow that fire in the air
Blow that fire in the air
[Verse 1: UnderRated]
I know you lovin' my crew, you love the 808 boom
But if you don't like to smoke, then get the fuck out my room
All of my smokers unite, put up your bongs and your pipes
Just grab your lighters, ignite the fire and get higher tonight
It's a special occasion, so you know you be blazin'
Your flow is amazin', not the normal Caucasian
All the girls get you harpin, you fucking with Clark Kent
Was raised in a place where everybody grows to pay rent
(Sorry) So I'm a little different, sorry, excuse me
While you were playin' with your toys we were blazin' on doobies
Got the groupies in the back and they all waiting to blow (Uh-oh)
Sucking dick and smokin' dro', you know the way that it go (You know that)
And if you don't, just leave, bonus, more weed for me (Bounce)
Me and my clique smoked trees since learning ABCs
This is for smokers only (Listen), and don't you ever forget (What?)
If you don't like to smoke then turn this fucking song off, bitch
[Chorus: UnderRated & 1-Ton]
(This is for smokers only) Grab your bong, get your light
Get your papers, get your pipe and roll a blunt and get high
(This is for smokers only) If you ain't smokin', then leave
Please believe, if you don't smoke trees, you ain't on my team
(This is for smokers only) Grab your bong, get your light
Get your papers, get your pipe and roll a blunt and get high
(This is for smokers only) If you ain't smokin', then leave
Please believe, if you don't smoke trees, you ain't on my team
[Verse 2: 1-Ton]
I like to wake and bake, puff on a chronic blunt
I'm drivin' outta state, a couple pounds up in the trunk
So, holla out "I feel ya", scream if it sounds familiar
We in a smoking circle, passing blunts around the killer
Look like a thug nigga, think like a drug dealer
High as a motherfucker, nobody gonna keep it realer
This ones for smokers only, potheads, and blurry vision
No room for fuckin' phonies, tattle tales, and people snitching
Ya know I'm on this shit, another song to rip
I'm just an honest kid trying to find a bong to hit
Ya feelin' negative go smoke a joint and make it right
It's like a sedative, trust me it'll change your life
[Chorus: UnderRated & 1-Ton]
(This is for smokers only) Grab your bong, get your light
Get your papers, get your pipe and roll a blunt and get high
(This is for smokers only) If you ain't smokin', then leave
Please believe, if you don't smoke trees, you ain't on my team
(This is for smokers only) (Okay) This is for smokers only, okay okay
(This is for smokers only) (Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh)
[Post-Chorus: Jahred Gomes]
Blow that fire in the air, I flow and ignite
I grow and seek light, I rewrite and rewrite
Blow that fire in the air, yeah, I know how they bite
So, I keep my shit tight, so, so fresh like it tight
All day, every day I'm rocking the nation
You hatin', still I'ma creatin' that positive vibration
[Verse 3: Jahred Gomes]
How many pounds I gotta smoke before they say
There was a nigga a niggas-nigga from back in the day
He got so high on high-dro yo, he floated away
And no he never came back, that niggas high to this day
Wanna stay trekking with (hed) p.e., off the chain
Kottonmouth, SRH, he down for the team
He say what he mean, he blow purple and green
The smoke has opened his eyes, now he passed on what he seen
So, the youth can inhale and exhale a dream
Keep the vision in focus, so this missions seen
[Outro: Jahred Gomes]
Blow that fire in the air, this is for smokers only (Fo-fo-for smokers only)
Blow that fire in the air, this is for smokers only (Fo-fo-for smokers only)
Blow that fire in the air
Blow that fire in the air
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