Bonus track- we smoke fuego

Yeah… Turn that shit up. You smell that? Nah that ain’t smoke… that’s fuego. Yo check out my smokes / check out my smokes Check out my smokes / I’m so dope Check out my smokes / check out my smoke Check out my smoke / I’m so dope Step in the booth like a goddamn arsonist Bars so hot they be meltin’ the cartridge Spit gasoline every time that I spark this Microphone flame when I spit my harshest Call me mister smoke‑a‑lot, my flow is hot The way I roll, it’s plumped, best nuggies in the pot Stuffed fat, make you slumped, nice and packed in lumps Said it once, say it again: I love smoking fat blunts Fuck being subtle, I come in destructive Lyrical riot, I’m built for combustion Every damn syllable dripping with something Venomous, reckless, aggressive and bluntin’ I’m tight with my diamond ice, with my frosty buddy Take a hit off my bong, leave your vision all muddy I’m an eighties baby, smoked Arizona crazy Before they called it exotic, I was lighting up daily I got that fuego, flame in the lungs Smoke so thick you could choke on the drums Bars so dirty they blister the tongue Step in my lane, get burned where you run Yo check out my smokes / check out my smokes I’m the O.G. to most of the Gen‑Z folks Been high for over four decades straight THC in my DNA, that’s fate Yeah the furnace still roaring inside of the brain Ignition whenever I’m gripping the flame Rhythm exploding like propane in rain Every damn bar like a grenade in the game Once upon a time they called me Doctor June Weed expert, professor grower in the room Perfection in the garden, now I’m Phantom with the zaza Welcome to my casa, rollin’ loud like a rasta Spit so reckless the speakers start smoking Motherfuckers gasping like oxygen broken Lungs full of thunder and blunts that I’m toking Words like a riot the moment they’re spoken Skip that bunk, hit the haze, took a leap on the widow Then I pledged to sour diesel blowin’ clouds out the window Granddaddy purple, AK‑47 in the maze Half a mix of Jack Herer had me stuck in a Wi‑Fi daze I got that fuego, heat in the booth Every damn word is a spark of the truth Fuck what they saying, I’m lighting the fuse R. Landstrom — bringing the heat when I move You guys think you smoking exotics? I laugh at that Midway hybrids, lil’ offspring packs If I’m the O.G., imagine who I’m vibin’ with Icon, legendary, godfather piff Yeah I’m the wildfire ripping the forest Smoke in the lungs while the devil applauds it Every damn word got the fire recorded Step too close and your career gets torched, bitch Keep it on a hush‑hush, bitch, I became the plug Corrupted individual, lace the beat with drugs Come over here, take a puff of this new new Not that dispensary government‑approved boo‑hoo Girl, smoke my amnesia haze Make you forget while you lost in the blaze Sweet blueberry tip, let the Kush drift Smoke on her lips while the bassline lifts I got that fuego, flame in the lungs Smoke so thick you could choke on the drums Yo check out my smokes / check out my smoke Bars so dirty, I’m so dope I got that fuego, heat in the booth Every damn word is a spark of the truth Check out my smokes, I’m so dope R. Landstrom — bringing the heat when I move.