ミュージックビデオ

特集

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Vocals
Smoke DZA
Smoke DZA
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alfred J. Beasley
Alfred J. Beasley
Songwriter
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Gregg Gillis
Gregg Gillis
Songwriter
Sean Pompey
Sean Pompey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Musarra
Frank Musarra
Mixing Engineer
Girl Talk
Girl Talk
Producer

歌詞

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 you 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 fat (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 déjà 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 (Mhm) I'm on some kush dabs (Mhm) I'm on some edibles (Mhm) I'm 'bout to take a nap (Mhm) I'm on some bong weed (Mhm) I'm on some bong rips (Mhm) I'm on Khalifa cut (Mhm) I'm 'bout to take a trip (Mhm) I'm on a whole pound (Mhm) So I can hardly see (Mhm) I'm off a KK joint (Mhm) I'm on some rapper weed (Mhm) I'm on some wake and bake (Mhm) I'm on a half a P (Mhm) I'm on an ounce of dank (Mhm) I'm on a pound of weed (Mhm) 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)
Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Gregg Michael Gillis, Sean Pompey, Alfred Jerome Beasley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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