Colorado - Tech N9ne, Stevie Stone, B.o.B

Toke, toke, toke, toke, you know it’s that fire, I can’t get no higher!

Toke, toke, toke, toke, I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up

Hey, I smoke in Amsterdam, in Denmark, Christiana!

Canada, then Germany, now everybody in this twist ganja

Now I wanna go to my second home big Tech is prone to conjure

Some of that new legal purple good Colorado-marijuana

Break it down, curl it up, fire it up, pass it ‘round

Got that dope, eighth and a dream and cuddle with a purp when I’m in a town

Nobody fucks with regular, on my shit spectacular

Hit it for the low shit gotta be real loud, and this wild next to ya

Rhino rolling in the most, hydro mixed with indigo

Blaze that shit, really can’t get no high, but niggas still feel me though

Shoakin' dough, blazin' fire, roll 'em up, mile high

Lovin' Colorado strawberry kush open wide

Put you lighters up in the sky when the nigga do it

For the homeboy Pakelika, Restin' in Reffa!

Smoking that good Keisha

Through a vaporizor with a feature

Tech N9ne, I’mma kick it everytime

When I ease my mind, I hit my bottle

But they legalized it in my second home

When I go I’mma hit that good Colora-do

You already know what it is, tappin' bottles, chippin' lips

Rollin' up another thumper, then we on the way to kill another gig

Info, Frizz, Stevie, Tech, Ubi and Picasso too

Joggin', I’ll get it open, talkin' smoke so loud that I can’t hear you

Look at me walkin' sideways, wavy but I’m not sloppy

And I’m burnin' down the bush, with the chief the spirits have got me

Better roll up you know I’m cold as fuck, going nuts iffin' I’m up in your place

Takin' a hit of the purp I’mma hold it in and blow it in your face!

Info Gates bitch don’t hate

I showed up at the studio bars official

Cause I’m on trees like carved initials

I got that Candy Maldonado but I’ve been KC, not Colorado

So if a cop finds this avocado

I got in this medicine bottle I gotta get

Be hittin' the indica strain when it get in my brain

That it isn’t the same, I’m twistin the flame

Light up, the Ces is definitely beneficial for the pain

That medical Jane never synthetic you know photosynthesis gettin' the blame

Blowin' legit if you switchin' the state, uh, blow the piff and I’m driftin'

away

When I’m out in the Springs with a mountain to king

I’m countin the ounces they bring, they offer that kush (Kush)

They burnin' the bush, they 'bout it no doubt it’s a thing

I’m jackin' the cyph, then I’m coming for Colorado for over half of my life

I came from about it back in the day, got a habit for packin' the sack in the

pipe

I blowin' that it in

Been an outlaw for minute though, smokin' out with no shame

Blowin' loud out of my sun roof back in the Sunshine State

But then boys offered that cake so it’s a cat and mouse type chase

So I growin' eyes on my back and droppin' brains over my face

I need a high estate, elevate, gotta get back up to that Denver stage

Where the fans are Strange and the air is thin

But I smoke is thick I just can’t explain

Sparkin', puffin', passin', ease your pain and all these forms of fashion

I think it’s only right to celebrate it, just get

Up-up high, get 'em up-up high

Stuck in the sky, we gotta lust let’s fly

And I just met my angel dangled

With a halo and a bud supply

Went over limits and you heard the tale

About my freaked out tweaked out weed dungeon

But I forget about that when I’m in the do

See I be all up on them Green Funyuns

Took another trip out to the CO

Where they be telling me the liberty is legal

So that’s no piss test for your PO

We go to free load and debo Doritos

Showing love to Metropolis

And the brother with the funk on the side of the curb

Green cross in a seson of moss

When they all breed crops and they dying to serve

Fort Collins to Boulder we smoke the air

We just feel wicked we on that Jodi Arias

Rollin' and jokin' these folks just stare at us

Trippin' for no reason when it’s so hilarious

You high or something, you stared but you scared to puff

You wanna fly with me yeah have fans with lust

Just be careful when you hit it, I got admit it

I been known for sprinkle these orange hairs with dust

Forgot where we was, tried to order a quarter pounder

From a Taco Bell drive through high so we drove off

On the road lost blinded from the smoke fog

Made it to the crib I hit the door and then I dozed off

Broke off my homies a couple buds

And ever since the day I did it I got a bunch of phone calls

Ask me how much do an O' cost

In Atlanta got 'em smokin' on that dope dog yup-ya-uh-yeah

When I’m in another land I smoke that fire-iah-iah

I don’t really hit to choke but tonight I’m gonna try-iah-iah

Take some weed, mixin' with tobacco leafs

Actually and breathe and I lose my faculties, naturally

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Take another hit if you got that reefer

Bring me a little bit of that sativa

Baby tokes is my anxiety

Don’t like when I put up inside of me

I go back to the bottle, when I take a hit of that Colora-do