[Verse 1] Used to hit a cig at the bus stop, hoodie half-zipped, eyes low Ash on my chucks, lil rebel in the snow Teacher smelled the smoke, said, "Girl, you won't last" Now I'm countin' all these zeros just from shakin' my ass (yeah) I was bad in detention, bad in the streets Now I’m bad in designer, gold on my teeth Twerked in the mirror then I skipped first class Now I make that same move and they throwin' me cash (throw it) [Chorus] Smoking blunts, yeah, I’m pretty and I’m blunt Talk slick, big lips, big drip, big runtz Fat ass clap when I walk, that’s a stunt If he wanna get a taste, make him work for the front (uh) Smoking blunts, lil demon, lil cunt Play sweet, then I eat him for lunch Bad girl since I snuck cigs before homeroom Now I twerk in his face, make the whole room boom [Verse 2] I was flickin' ash off the railing by the gym Principal walked past, I just smiled, took a hit Said I’d end up broke, pregnant, in the trap Now my name on the flyer, they pay racks just to clap (hey) Thick thighs, you can see it from the stairs Short skirt, long nails, middle finger in the air Got your man starin' hard, he a fan, that’s a fact I just bend, touch toes, watch him lose where he at (woo) He say, "Damn, girl, that ass too mean" I make him beg for a pic he can’t keep on his screen If he broke, he a joke, I’m allergic to that Make it shake, earthquake, put his face in my back (yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Smoking blunts, yeah, I’m pretty and I’m blunt Talk slick, big lips, big drip, big runtz Fat ass clap when I walk, that’s a stunt If he wanna get a taste, make him work for the front (work) Smoking blunts, lil demon, lil cunt Play sweet, then I eat him for lunch Bad girl since I snuck cigs before homeroom Now I twerk in his face, make the whole room boom [Bridge] From the bus stop smoke to the backstage pass Same bad habit, just a bigger, fatter ass (uh-huh) Used to hide it from my mama, now I flaunt it on the 'Gram If he reach for the cookie, better come with a plan (what?) [Chorus] Smoking blunts, yeah, I’m pretty and I’m blunt Talk slick, big lips, big drip, big runtz Fat ass clap when I walk, that’s a stunt If he wanna get a taste, make him work for the front (hey) Smoking blunts, lil demon, lil cunt Play sweet, then I eat him for lunch Bad girl since I snuck cigs before homeroom Now I twerk in his face, make the whole room boom

rap, Dirty, bass-heavy trap beat with swung hi-hats and booming kicks; gritty female vocals up front, husky and confident. Verses ride a tight pocket with occasional double-time bursts, ad-libs tucked wide in the stereo field. Hook explodes with layered chant-style backing vocals and sub-bass drops. Sparse eerie keys and distant vocal chops create a smoky, late-night menace.

Smoking Blunts