Pack that bowl
Burn it slow
Smoke like it you've never had a worry before
Mind on a ride, first time I left the floor
And I had no ceiling
Dopamine ascending
Got me reminiscing
'Bout the first time I left the floor

I was like sixteen
New to the green
Scared of the smell, don't know what it bring
But I'm curious like George
Going through drawers
No plug in mind but I know you got yours
Go and see what I'll find when he leaves through the door
Like woah
Like woah
Yeah, there it gleam
Banana Cream
I'm panicking
And analyzing what'll happen if I'm caught and I'm scrambling
I had to grab it fast
Call up the bros at last
Said I got something incredible, you better dash
Pedal to metal to an indo crash
Let em in the door, killing time and more
Then we sneaking out the window when the parents crash
Pulling out the green approaching some grass
No one had glass
So to engineering class
Where we would go to craft
A damn watti
Pack a lotti
Took a hit, feel it in my body
In my mind I feel I'm floating
Real time I'm just head nodding
From a watti
Took a Lotti
Insomuch I'm out of body
Legs feel like they been sinking
Real time damn I'm just tripping

Pack that bowl
Burn it slow
Smoke like it you've never had a worry before
Mind on a ride, first time I left the floor
And I had no ceiling
Dopamine ascending
Got me reminiscing
'Bout the first time I left the floor

Couple hours in a movie on a green screen high
Bros wanna keep it going, 2 A.M.
Hit the plug, near the store, down the street, and a right
Little did we know we were not alright
Heading from the deal, got twelve in sight
But I didn't really notice
All I heard was running and Jordan what you doing
Don't you see the cops coming
While I didn't hear nothing
My ass was laying in a green belt
Thinking how the green felt
Till' the homies rounded back
Telling me to haul ass
Adrenaline jacked
Taking off like a race
Bolt pace
Almost back to the place
Too late
Cut us off, see the cop in our face
Embrace that we fucked
Yeah he knew we trippin, now we stuck
Found the green on one, six months
Me and who got off with some luck

Pack that bowl
Burn it slow
Smoke like it you've never had a worry before
Mind on a ride, first time I left the floor
And I had no ceiling
Dopamine ascending
Got me reminiscing
'Bout the first time I left the floor