Sativa ft. Tyler Hex Lyrics

Yeah let me open up and free your mind

Conscience like that, kinda hard to find

Lookin at the clock we just wasting time

Roll something up

Let me take you for a ride

We smokin on the sa-t-via

Well let me color inside your box

You take the fear away

Bring a lil sunshine my way

When it's cloudy day

Pull off them covers yeah we fuckin

She light one up when she ride It

Warm welcome

Make me feel so invited

See I'm the dude you never heard of

From the land they never heard of

Put you in a coma lil homie

Yeah my dawgs we came here to eat

Windows down In the whip

They should know that it's me

Only night time when I ride

But you could tell by the beat

I'm up tweaking I got no where to be

Eyes peeled

Like if they lookin for me

Lil static

When I pass em

I'm the spoon for these feans

When I'm out with the homies know it's all on me

Wakin up like really early

Either coffee or tea

And the spliff always rolled

When she dip in the mornin

I got money to make

I been chasing a bag

But baby roll another up

Before I land

Yeah we smoking on the Sativa

We smoking on the Sativa

Love it when I smoke a Sativa

We smoking on a Sativa

Now we

Smokin something at the snow summit

Yeah I'm colder than ever

Big talkin

Ima let them handle

New whip and it match fit

I'm out in Murrieta eatin Thai food

Hittin roots

Talkin green juice

Tell her slide through

I got plenty rolled up

And the bong too

We can chill this afternoon

But Leave the night bag at home

I like sleeping alone

Hit me when you drop the kids off at the school zone

Mine need to be swallowed

I ain't lie

I've been wild

In the pack it's the fire

Baby sauce yeah I got it

Don't let me forget that lighter

She seen me out but she lying

I've been inside plotting something smoking really nice

Smoke a whole fuckin fatty

With two fatties riding right with me

In the Caddy, you know that I'm too litty

Ridin' with no eyedrops

Hoping they don't pull me over

Otherwise they gon' tell a muthafucka ain't sober

Get over yourself

I smoked a hundred pounds of weed

So I ain't got no wealth

I ain't got no bag on me

Unless you talkin' bout that fuckin' sack on me

Crack a new piece of glass

I got a new bowl

I'm feeling' amazing like my cup is full

Like Hunner; yo, bro

Do you wanna smoke one

I rolled it up bitch smoke some

What you on

I got California Wild Fire

Shit so strong

Make your baby shit his diaper

Uh

You don't wanna hit this

The last homie that did

His pants went piss