You're now tuned in
This is not a drill, it's not a test
It's very much the real thing
Uh
GT on the beat
Kush God
Young Khalifa, man
Type of shit we like to do, uh

I've been gettin' high since I was real, real young (yup)
If I ain't have trees, then my friends bought some (yup)
Smoking every day 'til my mind gets numb (yup)
Roll it, they be like, "Where you get that from?" (Yup)
Young Khalifa, man, always blowing KK (yup)
Break it all down, roll a pound in one day (yup)
Niggas smokin' garbage, that's a goddamn shame (yup)
What you smokin' on? It ain't got no name (yup)
I'm just ridin' 'round with my pockets on swole (yup)
Bad bitch beside me and she got one rolled (yup)
I ain't smokin' on it if it ain't that fire (yup)
Roll another one and we all get high (yup)

Wakin', bakin', smokin'
I just want to open my mind
(Blow this smoke out, blow this, blow this smoke out)
(Blow this smoke out, mind, mind blown, blown)
Wakin', bakin', smokin'
I just want to open my mind
(Blow this smoke out, blow this, blow this smoke out)
(Blow this smoke out, mind, mind blown, blown, uh-huh)

Uh, havin' lucid dreams of countin' cream
Random paper moves, it's really more like deja vu (uh)
I get to the bag like every day, I do
We crossed the genetics, give it A.I. moves
Uh, we 'bout a decade in right now, we polished (right now, we polished)
It's like your wake and bake session in college (uh)
We got the cannons ready, locked and load (locked and load)
We taught you what to burn, what not to roll

I'm on some KK (mm-hm)
I'm on some kush dabs (mm-hm)
I'm on some edibles (mm-hm)
I'm 'bout to take a nap (mm-hm)
I'm on some bomb weed (mm-hm)
I'm on some bong rips (mm-hm)
I'm on Khalifa cones (mm-hm)
I'm 'bout to take a trip (mm-hm)
I'm on a whole pound (mm-hm)
So I can hardly see (mm-hm)
I'm off a KK joint (mm-hm)
I'm on some rapper weed (mm-hm)
I'm on some wake and bake (mm-hm)
I'm on a half a P (mm-hm)
I'm on a ounce of dank (mm-hm)
I'm on a pound of week (mm-hm)
Man, I get blowed, I get blowed, I get blowed (yeah, yup)
Need some snacks, send my friend to the store (yeah, yup)
I got weed, I got trees, I got smoke (yeah, yup)
Blow the pound, we run out, get some more (yeah, yup)

Wakin', bakin', smokin'
I just want to open my mind
(Blow this smoke out, blow this, blow this smoke out)
(Blow this smoke out, mind, mind blown, blown)
Wakin', bakin', smokin'
I just want to open my mind
(Blow this smoke out, blow this, blow this smoke out)
(Blow this smoke out, mind, mind blown, blown, uh-huh)

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Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Gregg Michael Gillis, Sean Pompey