Blazin' on a Sunny Afternoon

[Intro]

Oh well is it heavy stuff man? Will it blow me away? Daw-gone man I'll tell you that much. I've been smoking since I was born man I can smoke anything

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]

Yeah, I woke up around 12

Looked to my right found a bag on the shelf

I twist one up burn a zag to myself

And i don't give a fuck if it's bad for my health

I'm mad stressed out

Cause last week see my girl just left out

I went to roll another j and I'm fresh out

And see I'm bummed i ain't even get none last night when i went out

Damn, and now the room's all hazy

Eyes start to look Asian when I'm blazey

Think I'm about to lay around today and be lazy

Maybe might call a squeeze over to amaze me

Yeah, as you can see i've got some issues

I've got my medical card it's gettin' misuse

So I'm stop it if it's bammer? I'm off it

I'm cheech with a fatty full of maui wowie dog shit

[You mean we're smokin' dog shit, man?]

[Verse 2: MOD SUN]

G-Eazy, Mod Sun!

Now I ain't gonna do that regular stoner rap type shit where I like

Take a hit to the mic right before my verse but..

I'm hippie hop, 70's mentality type shit

Came from a family, hipp-ays

My parents both smoked J's in '70s

Shit, even when my mom was pregnant she still blazed

So i've been high before I even lived one day(zed)

But I ain't confused

Could chop it any way, whatever paraphernalia you choose

Ain't nothin' bar on top night for solar puffin vapor

Space cake whatever [it takes to get us copper?]

And we do that!

Yeah we blazed it and strained a lot of eyes? for tastin?

Sour d without the Brooklyn based me

[?] straight from the guy that raised it

Don't say shit

Faded but not so vibrant

Never been to high to keep climbin'

Got a fresh crop but a harvest moon

Wake and bake with me I guarantee every day just like a sunny afternoon

[Outro: MOD SUN]

G, hit me up

Said he was on some 1967 type shit

See that's where I am

Mod Sun

Hippie hop

M.O.D. and some air