Mind Blowin
Statik and Paul Wall paper
Ayy, you know what I'm sayin'? Ayy
Prepare to have your mind blown
So clear your head like a fine comb
And get stoned like limestone
Top tree, no pine cone
Weave the Backwood together like it's fine-sewn
Wax king, iron skillet, no iron throne
Thirty-thousand dollar bong and it's mine, holmes
My peace pipe bring peace like a Hawaiian song
Higher than a satellite in all time zones
Indoor organic, all homegrown
Lift off, Jet Fuel got me flyin' strong
No drone, keep up or you'll get left behind at home
I been known to fly a long blunt to the dome
King Kong all gas, no acetone
One-of-a-kind, exclusive, hard to find, but known
The type of rare smoke that rappers be lyin' on
I'm about to get ya higher than the interest on student loans
Blaze that shit, mane
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, that's me? That's me right there?
Okay, say, mane, big bro
Ayy, B-Real, what you smokin' on, mane?
Greenthumb got that Insane
What you gain as a certified flavor strain
In your lungs straight the brain, no pain
Feel the vibes come alive, yeah, you'll never be the same
Yeah, we smoke the gas a lot
I bet I got you thinkin', "Will these fuckers pass or not?"
I'll get you higher than an astronaut
Touchin' a satellite, yeah the bag is right
We're takin' flight, the appetite is insatiable
Take another pull, feelin' every molecule
Trekking to the stars, so logical
But if you need to call an audible it's understandable
Your mind is like the universe, expandable, it's beautiful
Smokin' for the hell of it, for your benefit
Got your paper right maybe you invest in it
Open up a shop, I'm blessin' it
Top shelf in the buildin', no stressin' it
What's your favorite strain? Paul's guessin' it
White ash, you'll be testin' it, California precedent
Ayy, 'preciate you, big bro
Say, mane, leave your lil' bro a lil' sack in the corner
Of the booth, mane, you know what I'm sayin'?
A lil gra-dass a leaf-leaf, wassup, bro? Look, mane
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, that's me? That's me right there?
Okay
Ayy, you know what I'm sayin'? Ayy
Prepare to have your mind blown
So clear your head like a fine comb
And get stoned like limestone
Top tree, no pine cone
Weave the Backwood together like it's fine-sewn
Wax king, iron skillet, no iron throne
Thirty-thousand dollar bong and it's mine, holmes
My peace pipe bring peace like a Hawaiian song
Higher than a satellite in all time zones
Indoor organic, all homegrown
Lift off, Jet Fuel got me flyin' strong
No drone, keep up or you'll get left behind at home
I been known to fly a long blunt to the dome
King Kong all gas, no acetone
One-of-a-kind, exclusive, hard to find, but known
The type of rare smoke that rappers be lyin' on
I'm about to get ya higher than the interest on student loans
Blaze that shit, mane
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, that's me? That's me right there?
Okay, say, mane, big bro
Ayy, B-Real, what you smokin' on, mane?
Greenthumb got that Insane
What you gain as a certified flavor strain
In your lungs straight the brain, no pain
Feel the vibes come alive, yeah, you'll never be the same
Yeah, we smoke the gas a lot
I bet I got you thinkin', "Will these fuckers pass or not?"
I'll get you higher than an astronaut
Touchin' a satellite, yeah the bag is right
We're takin' flight, the appetite is insatiable
Take another pull, feelin' every molecule
Trekking to the stars, so logical
But if you need to call an audible it's understandable
Your mind is like the universe, expandable, it's beautiful
Smokin' for the hell of it, for your benefit
Got your paper right maybe you invest in it
Open up a shop, I'm blessin' it
Top shelf in the buildin', no stressin' it
What's your favorite strain? Paul's guessin' it
White ash, you'll be testin' it, California precedent
Ayy, 'preciate you, big bro
Say, mane, leave your lil' bro a lil' sack in the corner
Of the booth, mane, you know what I'm sayin'?
A lil gra-dass a leaf-leaf, wassup, bro? Look, mane
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, that's me? That's me right there?
Okay
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Slayton, Louis Freese, Patrick Baril
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