(HOOK)×2 when I'm out smobbin/ I slide thru in a cloud of smoke/from that blunt of DRO/I just smoked straight to the dome/its lumppy loc/ nd you know how this shit goes. (VERSE)#1 Yo yo check it out/I stay up in these streets/slidin thru in a phat cloud of kronic smoke/from some bomb ass sticky Icky GREEN/I just smoked straight to the fuckin brain/right now I'm lost in my mind/cuz I'm so damn high/I'm talking blazed/almost comatosed/when the homies come thru/I'm shooting em a lil dose/so they can see why I'm always mind bent/this DOPE SMOKE/nd KRONIK DRO/its got my mind burnt like some fuckin toast/this shit could turn go ass RETATDED/Its bout that time to hit the streets/get strait loced out/I meant strait smoked to the brain/you know I'm with my shit/nd I'm bout everyday/so fuck what you haters really gotta say/I'm always steady stuck up in a haze/always so damn high/starting to make my vision blurred/ and every couple hours my body hits a different faze/nd it's the reason I stay smobbin in phat ass clouds of BLUNT SMOKE,that i inhale straight to my motha fuckin dome/I'm from that DUB A/repin fo the 509/coming strait up out of dope lake. (HOOK)X2 when I'm out smobbin/I slide thru in a cloud of smoke/from that blunt of dro/I just smoked strait to the dome/its Lumppy Loc/nd know how this shit goes. (VERSE)#2