More Clouds

[Remy Banks] Back to purpin for the bong rips Still floating, never landed from my last trip Yes, I bought, taking brain stimulation: inhale And exhalation on a fuzzy herb tree THC levels got me lifted like a levee Walking in a cloud defying laws of gravity On the left side, moms hit me with the 3rd eye Psychadelic shit, have you seeing colors in tie-dye No Woodstock, no one was acid trippin Straight head highs, what white widow be hitting On some Goku shit, cruising on a flying nimbus My mind is sight-seeing, wish I could see my vision Under the influence, it's the shit I be creating Scheming sour, do or die, it got a nigga faded When it comes to quality, of course I'm feeling glorious Only smoke high grade, call us valedictorians Gonna set the night on fire [Domo Genesis] Hooty-hoo little mommy Tryna roll this sticky up with you little mama Got a zippy in my Bape bag You brought your own shit, you say "match" I love that kind of shit, you get a day pass I got a show so we could smoke and I'mma skate fast 100 miles per hour lifestyle: no brake pads Can you say "swag"? Camouflage everything I swear I had to live my former life in the 70s This is audio smoke, you are inhaling it So fucking cool, I'm just living my legacy As night falls with my Ray Bans on You too high-headed homes, and you can't go on Never teppin only stop to rest my head on the wall We out in New York, but it's still Cali I'm on I'mma talk pot every fucking verse I get on I'm a pothead, fuck you, this is my song..