Chris Webby - Sativa lyrics

[Chorus - Zacari:] Roll that heady Fill my Chevy with the vapors AK-47 and them double wide papers So I break off half and save the rest of it for later So come and get in touch with nature 'cause, baby, you know we smoking that sativa We smoking that sativa We smoking that... [Verse 1 - Chris Webby:] This sh** is sublime Hit it and lift up your mind The most specific of kinds Particular strains I'm smoking during daytime Got me feeling high and energetic at the same damn time I'm on a path to where I don't know With a little bit of Jack Herer in my bowl Euphoric, yo, with the Oreos And whatever other snacks I carried back home Got the Tangie from my Cypress Hill Family And I demand the Types and Strands Dispensaries be selling out like they be supplying the kids candy High as Iron-Man with 90 grams And, yo, this weed here ain't no runner up This weed won the cup Enough's enough, we puff and puff My blunt is stuffed with Thunderf** Like I'm purposely trying to disobey Scruff Mcgruff 'Cause this Silver Haze will leave you lit for days And this sh**'s amazing Zoned out playing Ninja Gaiden Joystick's engaging, Taking a rip and flaming Like a lady, her fragrance blazing And this chase with a great sensation Don't change the station ehh My brain's on a paid vacation With sativa in my vehicle, chief And turn up the speakers The green is my teacher Like Yoda leading Jedi to Sidious [Chorus - Zacari:] Roll that heady Fill my Chevy with the vapors AK-47 and them double wide papers So I break off half and save the rest of it for later So come and get in touch with nature 'cause, baby, you know we smoking that sativa We smoking that sativa We smoking that... [Verse 2 - Demrick:] I spend my days in a daze smoking Lemon Haze Out in Amsterdam where women love to entertain The greenhouse got me shopping the red light When I'm in Holland that's just what I go to get right Roll my weed up, smoke sativa kick my feet up Look for tracks that I can eat up when I heat up it's a fever And my stoner chick's a diva, all I feed her is that greenery Raw papers wrapped around that Sour D And this life ain't want it seem to be It's something like a dream to me This weed, it give me energy Best believe my enemies, they don't last long Joints getting ashed then pa**ed to a sad song I remember not knowing 'bout the different strains Copping dimes out in the projects in the pouring rain Now I hit up the dispensary they know the name for smoking on that fire flame You know this sh** is not a game And that raspberry cough in my bag's very strong Hotbox, you won't last very long See the smoke through the gla** of the bong Take a hit, hold on, don't pa** 'till it's gone Play this track watch my fans sing along Boy, we lit, yeah, we high, man, we on Blazing on Acapulco Gold With my partners getting stoned It's sativa man, straight to the dome [Chorus - Zacari:] Roll that heady Fill my Chevy with the vapors AK-47 and them double wide papers So I break off half and save the rest of it for later So come and get in touch with nature 'cause, baby, you know we smoking that sativa We smoking that sativa We smoking that... [Verse 3 - B-Real:] I ain't smoking that bullsh** Let me tell what I don't do I ain't smoking that bullsh** Let me tell you what I won't do I ain't smoking that bullsh** Let me tell what I don't do I ain't smoking that bullsh** Let me tell you what I won't do Pa** this sh** 'Cause it's boo boo Backyard boggie we don't touch But I heard you do f**ing cursed like it's voodoo You could see me take a flight on that jet fuel Then we throw in sativa on the next two Getting so elevated that we forget you Faded with Webby on the set, fool No matter how many requests we don't accept you Better be taking it to the chest, fool No stress, it's all incredible I be putting you out with an edible Laid out, n***a blazed out, let me fade out, feeling played out, hey now How many hits can you take now? How many hits 'fore you break down? How many minutes go by you say you feeling fake now? How many swirls you got wrapped around the jay now? [Chorus - Zacari:] Roll that heady Fill my Chevy with the vapors AK-47 and them double wide papers So I break off half and save the rest of it for later So come and get in touch with nature 'cause, baby, you know we smoking that sativa We smoking that sativa We smoking that...