[Intro]
Pipe lit
Grey drip
Hobbit squad, that’s the clique (yeah)
From Bag End
To the cliff
Watch a wizard take a rip
[Verse 1]
Grey hat tilted, staff on lean (lean)
Pull up in the cart, got that Shire cuisine
Merry roll tight, Pippin pack it too thick
I say “fool of a Took,” but I still take a hit (facts)
Longbottom leaf, that’s that elder flame
Call it Halfling gas, put respect on the name
I blow a cloud, sky writes prophecy
Even Balrogs cough when they smoke like me
[Chorus]
Longbottom heat in the Shire tonight (woah)
We spin that leaf like it’s Second Age hype
Gold on my finger, but the pipe stay green
One Ring, one hit, fade into the dream
Longbottom heat in the Shire tonight
We pass that bowl, we don’t pass no fight
From the Hill to the Green Dragon scene
One Ring, one puff, everything gone gleam
[Verse 2]
Ring on, ring off, that’s a smoke screen trick (poof)
Disappear in the cloud, call it Gandalf the Lit
Merry got snacks, Pippin bring that song
I just bring fire, keep the ember strong
Sauron wanna see, eye getting too keen
But my smoke so thick, block the big-screen beam
I said, “You shall not pass”—unless you pass that pack
White robes now, but the pipe still black
[Bridge]
Big tokes, small folk, all in the mix (all in)
Three hobbits, one wizard, four packed bricks
Call it Fellowship of the Leaf we burn
On a round green table, watch the worldwheel turn
Shire-side chilling while the sun go down
If the Ring got a circle, we just match that round (ayy)
Every puff a journey, every cough a quest
If home is where the heart is, we the hazy West
[Chorus]