This is a song about "Smokin on"

Now miley cyrus finally got a smokin ass.

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

Got a pound in the trunk ya know whats up, smokin on that ganja til the sun comes up.

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Smokin on that holly jolly

Let me rideuntil i get free

So if you wanna leave

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Im rockin out to nirvana, smokin down on some good shit

Thank god i was smokin' crack all day and doped up on coke and smack

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

You little young-ass motherfuckers