Grandma’s Got a Green Thumb

[Intro] She raised me right… kept it rollin’ tight… Grandma don’t play… she grow that hay… [Spoken] Yeah… She taught me manners. She taught me morals. And she taught me how to germinate seeds in a wet paper towel. Shout out Nana. This one’s for you. [Verse 1] She got a garden in the back with the six-foot trees Smell hit your nose before it touch your knees Crocs on, apron stained with the soil Trimmin’ up nugs like she cookin’ with oil Got a grow tent humming in the pantry room And a whole damn yield that could fill this tune She been doin’ this since Reagan was around And her purple haze hit harder than the underground Cookies in the oven — yeah, those kind One bite of Granny’s treat, now I’m losin’ time She said, “Baby don’t rush, let the terpines shine” I said, “Damn, Granny, that’s a bar, not a line” [Chorus] Grandma’s got a green thumb, baby it’s true Growin’ that fire like it’s Sunday stew Blessin’ the fam with that lemon-lime funk Rollin’ with love and a cinnamon skunk Yeah, she pray, she bake, she blaze, she hum Grandma got the game in her wrinkled thumbs She don’t sell, she just shares with pride And when Grandma rolls, you better take that ride [Verse 2] She taught me life’s short — grow tall plants And that love’s best shown in a glass jar stash Takes me to the market with her camo hat Sellin’ clones and jam in a wicker basket Had the sheriff try to raid her back in ‘92 He left high, gigglin’, and came back too Now she teachin’ yoga at the senior rec While her strain “Nana OG” got folks breakin’ necks Never met a plug more humble and wise She got gold in her soul and red in her eyes And when I’m stressin’, she hands me a blunt Says, “Go sit in the garden — the answers’ll come.” [Chorus] Grandma’s got a green thumb, baby it’s true Growin’ that fire like it’s Sunday stew Blessin’ the fam with that lemon-lime funk Rollin’ with love and a cinnamon skunk Yeah, she pray, she bake, she blaze, she hum Grandma got the game in her wrinkled thumbs She don’t sell, she just shares with pride And when Grandma rolls, you better take that ride [Bridge] She said… “Keep your roots strong… Keep your buds tight… And always store your stash in a cool dark place.” Real wisdom. [Outro] Roll one for Granny… She raised me up, now I’m high as the moon… Green thumb, gold soul, garden full of bloom… Love you, Nana.