Sativa
Sometimes I smoke Indica
I'm a cheater
But she don't care
She still there when I need her
Straight gas, we ain't f*cking
With no reefer
When I roll it up
I be hi-i-i
Chiefn' on this backwood
Can't open up my eyes
Cyphin' with my guys
You know we all fried
Couple blunts that's gon'
Get us through the night
Rolling up some shooters
You gon' smoke it to the clip
Burning up your lip
We don't do the dubs, or the eights
Only zips
Copping like we rich
Smoke exotic shit
Paper with the fonto strip
If you ain't put up
Nigga tell me why you reaching
And if you smoking
Why you talking like you preaching
Can we hurry this up
I got somewhere to go
Tell the plug to stick around
Cause later I'll need some more
So wassup
Who gon' roll it up
Keep on pouring
Henny in my cup
Said it's been a long day
And I ain't feeling right
Can you come and get me high tonight
I wanna get high
End up in the sky
And see all my problems
And tell em' goodbye
Where is Sativa
Can you tell her I need her
Ouuu Sativa, Beautiful creature
Hot like a fever
In love with your features
You so close to perfect
Spend my last $20 dollars
Cause you worth it uh
S-A-T-I-V-A
Need a blunt like everyday
F*ck with people say
My momma telling me
This smoking shit is not okay
But it's the only thing
That takes all my pain away
Helps me ignore the hate
Helps me see through the fake
Uh Yea
This thing we call life
Is full of snakes
Thinking to myself I need a break
Yea
But I won't do it
Cause I might lose it
I know you rocking and dancing
To this music
If I pass you the spliff
Don't you refuse it
Sativa my love
She's not just a drug
So tell me wassup
Who's rolling up