Light that flame, soldier — inhale the code, Eyes red, heart cold — I’m in God Mode. Branches and buds, salute the strain, Highs in the sky, smoke runs through the veins. ⸻ [Verse 1 – Army of Ash] Army roll up, combat green, Got Gorilla Glue stickin’ to my M16. OG Kush in the barracks breeze, Pineapple Express in the desert heat. Smoke in my scope, target locked, Train to the rhythm of a lighter pop. 420 platoon, we move in stealth, Sativa in lungs, heavy mental health. From Fort Bliss to Kandahar skies, That Purple Haze got soldiers high. No fear, no sleep, eyes on the zone, Every blunt lit feels like home. ⸻ [Hook – Anthem Chant] High when we march, high when we load, Lit in the field, we in God Mode! Every branch rise, smoke in our soul, Army, Navy, Air — we all patrol. From the shore to the stars, every strain explode, We don’t fall, we fly — that’s God Mode! ⸻ [Verse 2 – Navy Waves & Cloud Tides] Navy sails deep, blunts on deck, White Widow twist by the captain’s neck. Salt in the air, Blue Dream roll, Smoke in the wind, mind in control. Torpedoes hit, but the buzz don’t fade, Hybrid in the pipe while the cannons blaze. Anchor down, no seas too rough, That Lemon Haze keep sailors tough. Every port of call, every battle scar, That Maui Wowie’s our North Star. Light up the bow, let the ocean know, We puff, we pass — we don’t let go. ⸻ [Hook – Anthem Chant] High when we march, high when we load, Lit in the field, we in God Mode! Every branch rise, smoke in our soul, Army, Navy, Air — we all patrol. From the shore to the stars, every strain explode, We don’t fall, we fly — that’s God Mode! ⸻ [Verse 3 – Air Force Altitude] Air Force pilots, clouds below, That Jet Fuel Kush — watch the cockpit glow. Sour Diesel in the turbine flame, Sky high, no shame in the game. Rolling Thunder with a blunt ignite, Purple Punch under starlight flight. Altitude burn with a cosmic twist, That Skywalker OG — can’t resist. Parachute drop with a hazy grin, Smoke trail follow where the wings have been. From base to stratosphere, aim and blow, When the Air Force hit, you already know. ⸻ [Bridge – Marines & Mayhem] Marines on the front line, lungs full of smoke, That AK-47 strain ain’t no joke. Hard-hittin’, raw-spittin’, roll with pride, Train to kill, live to get high. Cookies and Cream by the battle post, Camo fade slow in the morning ghost. Code red rolled tight, mission lit, One puff deep — never gonna quit. From jungle raids to the desert sand, That Durban Poison in every hand. ⸻ [Verse 4 – Coast Guard to the Cosmos] Coast Guard steady, water to bay, That Gelato strain keeps pirates away. Saving lives in the fog and mist, Still got Zkittlez tucked in the fist. Now Space Force rise, the future ignite, Galactic Glue sparking up midnight. Stars align in a milky haze, Smoking that Moon Rock, drift for days. Asteroids float, soldiers toast, To the high ground heroes we praise the most. Unified smoke, one creed, one code — Every branch alive in God Mode. ⸻ [Hook – Anthem Chant / Final Round] High when we march, high when we load, Lit in the field, we in God Mode! Every branch rise, smoke in our soul, Army, Navy, Air — we all patrol. From the shore to the stars, every strain explode, We don’t fall, we fly — that’s God Mode! ⸻ [Outro – Command of Fire] So light that joint for every rank, For every vet that gave their thanks. Weed and warriors, sky and sea, Freedom’s high — it’s THC. Inhale the fight, exhale control, Welcome, soldier — you’re in God Mode.
