We the lighters
You can buy us in a pack
One white
One black
Different colors
But we match
Filled up with gas
And we talk a lot of trash
Burning down anything
That crosses our path
Got flames not a fade
You can call us hot heads
You can find us in the pockets
Of all the potheads
You can grab me at a session
Pass me to the left
We the finest of the lighters
They know Bic the best
Spark it now now now now now now now
Burn it down down down down down down down
Spark it now now now now now now now
Burn it down down down down down down down
All the weed smokers
Bounce with me
All the weed smokers
Burn an ounce with me
All the weed smokers
Bounce with me
All the weed smokers
Burn an ounce with me
Well here's a little story
We gots to tell
About two Bic brothers
That you know so well
It started way back in '73
And the name of the lighter is B-I-C
Boy you know we hot
Call us the lighters
We coming off the top
With nothing but fire
Girl you know you need it
When it's time to get higher
Flames on my head
Just like the ghost rider
Higher than a firework
You know how these lighters work
Flick the Bic take a rip
Roller coastin' off the purp
Flyer than a butterfly
We be getting stupid high
We got the type of heat
That put your dick in the dirt
Now its flames on the ground
Just like a campfire
We stay up all night
Just like a vampire
Keep it lit
We the shit
Yea we them damn lighters
If they tell you we ain't hot
Then they some damn liars
We the lighters
You can buy us in a pack
One white
One black
Different colors
But we match
Filled up with gas
And we talk a lot of trash
Burning down anything
That crosses our path
Got flames not a fade
You can call us hot heads
You can find us in the pockets
Of all the potheads
You can grab me at a session
Pass me to the left
We the finest of the lighters
They know Bic the best
Spark it now now now now now now now
Burn it down down down down down down down
Spark it now now now now now now now
Burn it down down down down down down down
All the weed smokers
Bounce with me
All the weed smokers
Burn an ounce with me
All the weed smokers
Bounce with me
All the weed smokers
Burn an ounce with me
Always comin' with that heat
You need a fire hose
We stay floodin' out these streets
Like the river flows
From the depths of the sea
Thats where SpongeBob sleeps
Like Bob Marley
I mix in good with the weed
Like Superman
With kryptonite in my hand
Got Mary Jane with me
Like my name Spider-Man
Weed Man Bong Boy
Kush Kid Buddy
Dab Dude Ziggy
Stone Town Funny
Lollipop you can catch a lick
From these Drip Drops
I got the California steeze
All In flip flops
A HollyWood star
Out here on the boardwalk
I'm a legend on these streets
But you're not
Like slurpees when its hot
We always hit the spot
Man you can call me Drip
You can call me Drop
A little bit of punk rock
I keep it hip-hop
Two Bics don't trip
We got the session on lock
If you can't find me
I'm lost in the couch
In between the cushions
Like I'm hidin' out
If I'm not in your pocket
I'm somewhere in the house
And you can find me on the counter
While you're cashing out
Or you can buy me from the cashier
When you need me now
Take me back to the house
And I'll smoke you out
All the smokers and attics
I always got your back
If you need me
You always know where I'm at
We the lighters
You can buy us in a pack
One white
One black
Different colors
But we match
Filled up with gas
And we talk a lot of trash
Burning down anything
That crosses our path
Got flames not a fade
You can call us hot heads
You can find us in the pockets
Of all the potheads
You can grab me at a session
Pass me to the left
We the finest of the lighters
They know Bic the best
Spark it now now now now now now now
Burn it down down down down down down down
Spark it now now now now now now now
Burn it down down down down down down down
All the weed smokers
Bounce with me
All the weed smokers
Burn an ounce with me
All the weed smokers
Bounce with me
All the weed smokers
Burn an ounce with me