[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