Inhale Exhale

Let me take a drag or two off of this Afghani Kush
It's like my mind is on this trip and it's just something to do
To take the edge off, count my blessings, but I need my roll dogs
To have my back if I fall back

I really wanted something else
But now I grab my papers, break it down, and we get high as hell
I think I love my Mary Jane, I'm never gonna kiss and tell
The one that's always there for me
Even at my lowest points

And that's why you can catch my eyes glowing—roll another joint
Let it go, you're getting lifted when we're touching the sky
The type of high that paper planes are taking off in this flight
I mean, it feels bomb, it feels right
We could do this all night

Grab a couple up, don't think about it, pass me a light
I mean, I'm feeling like I'm Wiz, or I'm feeling like I'm Snoop
Or am I feeling like I'm stuck?
'Cause I'm high up on this Gorilla Glue of old 20 dreams
I can feel it in the clouds, 'cause if you come around
We break it down, we split it, then we pass it 'round

Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Roll it up and light it up, smoke it up, we get this fuck
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Roll it up and light it up, smoke it up, we get this fuck

From the seed to the sprout to the roots
From the leaves that flower my fruits
From the smokers, growers, and suits
Oh, Mary's got me knocking their boots

Can I get that Dutch Master? Skip on the Zags
Pass me the bags inside of my briefcase
Filled with containers covered in tags
A grinder will help me, but fingers will do—
Give me some flame, now we're singing this tune

Listen, I've been chiefing since George Bush's second election
But Gary's bushes came a long way to perfect perfection
Espresso detection, I was flexing that 215
That's Cali's affection to remain in a beautiful big blue dream

Vaporizing the Volcano, twist it up like a tornado
It's the ultimate peacekeeper, tell the president, "Fuck NATO."
I advise you to smoke trees, buy a couple of OZs
Chop it up with the homies, hell, I pass it to most G's

Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Roll it up and light it up, smoke it up, we get this fuck
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Roll it up and light it up, smoke it up, we get this fuck

From the grams and a quarter and a quarter to an ounce
From the ounces to a QP and a QP to a pound
From the pounds in a package on that UPS truck
As long as it gets there, we don't give a fuck

Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Roll it up and light it up, smoke it up, we get this fuck
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Let me inhale, exhale, okay
Roll it up and light it up, smoke it up, we get this fuck



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Ohanian
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