[Pre-Hook] Pack the pipe, light it up, twist and puff Take a pull, turn on up (turn on up) Yeaah boy turn on up (TURN ON UP!) [Verse] Get a quag, torch the bubbles puddles, fina call a play, geeked up in a huddle, make the money double, recover the fumble, all the dope you can shovel, spotted some baddies and swooped up a couple, we some dogs off the muzzles, the haters are puzzled, we try to be humble but Nikka we lit, we be talking a grip, and we gon' like we went on a trip, the meth on my breath I blow out on a cliff, jumped off on to clouds and started to drift, out of this world in another dimension, but still very lit, all of my gas in my bic is empty and shit, now ain't that a bitch, We got the magic for tricks if they planning to slip, [Hook] Pack the pipe, light it up, twist and puff Take a pull, turn on up (turn on up) Yeaah boy turn on up (TURN ON UP!) Pack the pipe, light it up, twist and puff Take a pull, turn on up (turn on up) Yeaah boy turn on up (TURN ON UP!) [Verse] Imagine a dragon that's spewing thousands of gallons of methamphetamine gasses out of the mouth and all this had happened from taking a hit of a quag packed wit a third of an ounce and the exhale clouds surrounded all of the people crowding around it, now we back on the very same mountain we dropped from and none of us coughing, no need for throat lozenge, the chemical botanist, wit the sticky pockets, light bulbs out the sockets fillem up wit what the shards that we found in the carpet, yeah we lit when spark it, and kept our eyes on the target, we was woke while we up and we was woke when we started, picture me rolling and look out while a park it, 24 hours we keep open the market, catch me out in the front of some random apartments, burnt out like wit some alcoholics and some whatchamacall-its [Hook] Pack the pipe, light it up, twist and puff Take a pull, turn on up (turn on up) Yeaah boy turn on up (TURN ON UP!) Pack the pipe, light it up, twist and puff Take a pull, turn on up (turn on up) Yeaah boy turn on up (TURN ON UP!) [Verse] We fly off the planet, lit off the 10 and 2 pageant, this burnt shit I'm a magnet, pipa hit it and pass it, it's the breath of a dragon that keeps the town filled with magic and all of haven't been gone like we have been so keep on relaxing while the geeks are out here goin savage off of bad habits, got the gift of gab and been doin damage hustle hella hard had a lot of practice on the streets hungry gotta take advantage of ain't nobody handing out any free samplings, gotta jack Aladdin for his lamp and watch them nikkas sand it up, have the genie geekin granted random wishes like winning on a thousand scratchers, or millions of recyclables gathered to cash in, these Nikkas on acid Pack the pipe, light it up, twist and puff Take a pull, turn on up (turn on up) Yeaah boy turn on up (TURN ON UP!) Pack the pipe, light it up, twist and puff Take a pull, turn on up (turn on up) Yeaah boy turn on up (TURN ON UP!)