Blow My Mind
Swizzie, Ghost
Yeah, smoke, now
S.P. c'mon, S.P. c'mon
It's showtime, it's showtime
I wanna roll somethin' up so
I, I can just blow my mind
I wanna blow my mind
Blow my mind
You should roll somethin' up so
You can just 'um blow your mind
You should just blow your mind
Blow your mind
Mind blown and I'm tore down
Still blow an ounce and a half, even more now
Yeah, put your lighters in the air, light it up in here
Yeah, put it in the air, see if I'm a puff in here
You should find that I came to blow my mind out
Pass it and you drop it, I'm a put you on time-out
Like Joe Frazier I'm smokin', may bang out in the open
In the tub but it feel like the ocean
I swear to God it be floatin'
And I don't need a car to be coastin', you could say that I'm boastin'
But this is S.P., and I know my time
When I hear showtime, I'm a blow my mind
I wanna roll somethin' up so
I can just blow my mind
I wanna blow my mind
Blow my mind
You should roll somethin' up so
You can just 'um blow your mind
You should just blow your mind
Blow your mind
The black hippie, the sack with me, the lighter too
I have dreams of Amsterdam every night or two
I feel good, the sky couldn't be a brighter blue
Sun lookin' like a tangerine
You got green and it's mean, brother hit me like a tambourine
I need a minute to myself, second to myself
I'm a need candy 'cause I know my breath is gon' smell
I don't get sleep but some good restin' off a L
Mind blown, time fly, time gone
Missed my exit on the highway I ride on
Roll another one, get in my good time zone
I wanna roll somethin' up so
I can just blow my mind
I wanna blow my mind
Blow my mind
You should roll somethin' up so
You can just 'um blow your mind
You should just blow your mind
Blow your mind
I'm gone, the Yack and the wine gone
Eyes look stoned shepherd but what, I'm grown
Over twenty-one, come over to my zone
In less than two hours see a fifty box blown
Lovin' the smell, feelin' the texture
And we got a whole lot but we still gettin' extra
Guess what's on the menu for breakfast
Roll with the Ghost if you wanna get messed up
I wanna roll somethin' up so
I can just blow my mind
I wanna blow my mind
Blow my mind
You should roll somethin' up so
You can just 'um blow your mind
You should just blow your mind
Blow your mind
I mean just get blown away
Y'know, do what you do
Bungie jump or somethin', speed in the car
Do whatever blows your mind away
I know what blows mine away
You should roll somethin' up
So you can just 'um, blow your mind
Yeah, smoke, now
S.P. c'mon, S.P. c'mon
It's showtime, it's showtime
I wanna roll somethin' up so
I, I can just blow my mind
I wanna blow my mind
Blow my mind
You should roll somethin' up so
You can just 'um blow your mind
You should just blow your mind
Blow your mind
Mind blown and I'm tore down
Still blow an ounce and a half, even more now
Yeah, put your lighters in the air, light it up in here
Yeah, put it in the air, see if I'm a puff in here
You should find that I came to blow my mind out
Pass it and you drop it, I'm a put you on time-out
Like Joe Frazier I'm smokin', may bang out in the open
In the tub but it feel like the ocean
I swear to God it be floatin'
And I don't need a car to be coastin', you could say that I'm boastin'
But this is S.P., and I know my time
When I hear showtime, I'm a blow my mind
I wanna roll somethin' up so
I can just blow my mind
I wanna blow my mind
Blow my mind
You should roll somethin' up so
You can just 'um blow your mind
You should just blow your mind
Blow your mind
The black hippie, the sack with me, the lighter too
I have dreams of Amsterdam every night or two
I feel good, the sky couldn't be a brighter blue
Sun lookin' like a tangerine
You got green and it's mean, brother hit me like a tambourine
I need a minute to myself, second to myself
I'm a need candy 'cause I know my breath is gon' smell
I don't get sleep but some good restin' off a L
Mind blown, time fly, time gone
Missed my exit on the highway I ride on
Roll another one, get in my good time zone
I wanna roll somethin' up so
I can just blow my mind
I wanna blow my mind
Blow my mind
You should roll somethin' up so
You can just 'um blow your mind
You should just blow your mind
Blow your mind
I'm gone, the Yack and the wine gone
Eyes look stoned shepherd but what, I'm grown
Over twenty-one, come over to my zone
In less than two hours see a fifty box blown
Lovin' the smell, feelin' the texture
And we got a whole lot but we still gettin' extra
Guess what's on the menu for breakfast
Roll with the Ghost if you wanna get messed up
I wanna roll somethin' up so
I can just blow my mind
I wanna blow my mind
Blow my mind
You should roll somethin' up so
You can just 'um blow your mind
You should just blow your mind
Blow your mind
I mean just get blown away
Y'know, do what you do
Bungie jump or somethin', speed in the car
Do whatever blows your mind away
I know what blows mine away
You should roll somethin' up
So you can just 'um, blow your mind
Credits
Writer(s): David Styles, Kasseem Dean, James Brooks
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