作曲 : hayward ivy,DANIEL PRUITT,KEITH SEAWOOD,MARIO REDDICK
作词 : Keith Seawood/Mario Reddick

I'm smoking loud like the bass up in yo speaker 
Grandma called it marijuana while my uncle called it reefer
I chief 
I'm smokin loud I'm smokin I'm smokin im smokin loud 

Stop smoking for min then I jumped back train
I like them raw paper I'm taking off its paper planes 
Wiz Khalifa type of smoking got me walking on ah cloud 
U can keep that Reggie mid grade I like my gas loud 
Shit I ****ed off with that blow & im still sipping lean 
Doubt worry bout my habits cuz I'm living the american dream 
All these woman dancing naked guess my house is full fun
I don't give no ****s about u but I'm good with them guns 
On rodeo drive shopping & My clothes smell like gas 
Gucci clerk sprayed me with cologne I tap her on her ass 
I'm on another homie I ain't never comin down
U can't blow my high if u try just listen to the sound 
Mr. 4Twenty
Wet mangos rolled up im bout to blow this stick of loud
Im on that moon rock baby i got the strongest in the crowd
Coughing cheefin choking got everything moving in slow mo
Consequences of blowing them strong packs of that good dope
Inhaling only that good smoke blowing that kush from cali
Ridding round the city speakers bumping that Bruno Mali
If its strong that you want i got it come on get at me
You can pull up anywhere in the south ill serve you gladly
I be smoking on that real deal you smoking on stranger things
They call it that moon rock not consumed by human beings
I get high all day my nigga i blow that good dope
Mister four two oh my niggaz know i got to smoke