Smokey Bear

I keep it dope like cook up

Ain't fishing, got the hook up

Pass by, they gotta look up

I'm lifted in the old truck

Drunk doing donuts

Ain't sipping on Corona

But a señorita sitting next to me passing your loner

I play with her panocha

She just want some more-a

The bass vibrating all the way to her lower

In a section they can't go 'cause the tranny 'bout to blow up

Tell them boys to sit tight, we'll be back in the mona

Once I get stroking, this hoe right here is moaning

Left her ass wide open, I sit down like it's broken

Late night with them nice smokers

More leaves than the clover

Jesse James with the holster, but good from the shoulder

Fuck the woods up like termites

Treat mud like a turnpike

She drop it like a nigga while I'm watching from a bird's eye

I hit it for the third time

No winch so no pull out

Tapped out for a full count, you know I'm 'bout to lay it down

35-12, wide bolts off white

Bad bitch on a real Arkansas life

Sipping on that fire, we've been drinking all night

You can tell Smokey Bear

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

Out here with the fellas like your boy never left it

I shine that shine on that shit like a septic

Speakers on blast, put a blunt up in the sky

Pass it all around till my mind take flight

Now I'm on another level like I beat the main boss

Got the zipper in the back like my name was Kris Kross

I'm the only black dude in the woods right now

They be hanging in the hood, but the hood's hanging out

Got them orange kicking jeans, soles, gum, foul

I be taking heads off like my name's Kung Lao

You can catch me in the swamps, yeah you know I'm done now

Got shorty flipping cheeks, say she wanna get down

So cool with the limp, I think I need a kickstand

Upside down, taking brew straight to the hand

In the weed so deep, I think I need an extra hand

Finna go retarded, better call me Blankman

35-12, wide bolts off white

Bad bitch on a real Arkansas life

Sipping on that fire, we've been drinking all night

You can tell Smokey Bear

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

Two-two-five-three and I'm burning good weed

22-12, riding on them Kellys

If they try me, motherfuckers might bleed

'Cause I grew up in the sticks where we're aiming from the trees

Living life Jimmy, got me driving like Johnson

Ruthless like some Raiders, but I've never been to Compton

0-4-48 on the side so I'm pedal stomping

Not from the city, but like KD, got them popping

I can make a house call, show up like some outlaws

And a 40 like a pencil, we can see if you can outdraw

Seen him through the smoke, he's rocking Mossy Oak

He trying to act hard, but he wasn't trained to go

Wasn't living right, wasn't 'bout that life

I'm a country boy, fuck the woods up at night

(Facts)

Wasn't living right, wasn't 'bout that life

I'm a country boy, fuck the woods up at night

35-12, wide bolts off white

Bad bitch on a real Arkansas life

Sipping on that fire, we've been drinking all night

You can tell Smokey Bear

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

Me and my dogs gon' fuck the woods up

Pulling up in the big truck, Chevy gang

Bitch you know us

Speakers wake you like Folgers

Whip a four-wheel drive like a controller

And the turbo get to chirping like an old Motorola

On Promojank and driving, but I'm driving with one open

Every time I take a sip, it's like I'm gaining more composure

Hocus pocus, taking Henny by the doses

Mix it with the hip-knot, now we're hocus

Roll up another blunt, now we're floating

Can't smoke it, ain't potent

If it's pressure don't pass it 'cause I ain't open

Might think I'm bullshitting, jiving and joking

Me and my dog got necks on the pond 'cause I'm stroking

And you know I come straight from the hood when I yell Cobra

Ride side-by-sides in the woods with the pipe smoking

And a big backwood be burning when I'm toking (Straight up)

Type of pack that you can smell before it's open

And I'm chasing all this liquor with a cold one, knowing

35-12, wide bolts off white

Bad bitch on a real Arkansas life

Sipping on that fire, we've been drinking all night

You can tell Smokey Bear

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight

I'ma fuck the woods up tonight