Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Vocals
B.o.B
Vocals
Bernz
Vocals
Godemis
Vocals
Krizz Kaliko
Vocals
Rittz
Vocals
Stevie Stone
Vocals
Wrekonize
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Yates
Songwriter
Benjamin Gillespie
Songwriter
Benjamin John Miller
Songwriter
Christopher Golson
Songwriter
Donnie King
Songwriter
Emilio Bernardo
Songwriter
Michael Viglione
Songwriter
Stephen Lewis Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Drumma Boy
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It it it it it it that good Colorado
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
Hey, I smoke in Amsterdam, in Denmark, Christiana
Canada then Germany, now everybody in this twist ganja
Now when I go to my second home Big Tech is prone to conjure
Some of that new legal purple good Colorado marijuana
[Verse 4]
Break it down, curl it up, fire it up, pass it round
Got that dope, eighth of the Dream and the Purp when I'm in the town
Nobody fucks with regular, all my shit spectacular
Hit it for the low, shit gotta be real loud, and this wild next to ya
High low rollin' here we go, hydro mix waitin to go
Blaze that shit, really can't get no higher
But **** still feel me though
Chokin' dough, blazin' fire, roll 'em up, mile high
Lovin' Colorado strawberry kush open wide
[Verse 5]
Put your lighters up in the sky when the **** do it
For the homeboy Pac or league arrestin' him
Reefer smokin' that Keisha
Through a vaporizer with a feature
Tech N9ine imma kick it everytime
When I easy my mind I hit my bottle
But they legalized it in my second home
When I go I'ma hit that good Colorado
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
You already know what it is, tappin' bottles, chippin' lips
Rollin' up another thumper then we on the way to kill another kid
And four friends, Stevie, Tech, you, me, and Picasso, too
Chongin' out in the 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
Open that Tiffen, I'm in your place
Takin' a hit of the Purp, I'ma hold it in then blow it in your face
[Verse 8]
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'm in KC not Colorado
So if a cop find this avocado
I got in this medicine bottle I gotta get
[Verse 9]
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 cess is definitely beneficial for the pain
That medical Jane, never synthetic you know photosynthesis
Is gettin' the blame, blowing the legit
If you switch up your state, load a piff and I'm drifting away
When I'm out in the springs, with a mountain to king
I'm countin the ounces they bring, they offer that kush
They burnin' the bush, they 'bout it no doubt it's a thing
I'm jacking the cyph', living in colorful 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 in
[Verse 10]
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
[Verse 11]
Been an outlaw for a minute though
Smokin' out with no shame
Blowin' loud out of my sun roof, back in the Sunshine State
But them boys offered that cake so it's a cat and mouse type chase
So I'm growin' eyes on my back and droppin' brains over my face
[Verse 12]
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
Spark it, puff it, pass it, ease your pain in all it's forms and fashion
I think it's only right we celebrate it, just get it
[Verse 13]
Up-up high, get 'em up-up high
Stuck in the sky we gotta loss-loss fly
And I just met my angel dangled with a hell of a bud supply
Went over my limit and you hear the tale
About my freaked out tweaked out weed dungeon
But I forget about that when I'm in the dough
See I be all up on that green Funyuns
[Verse 14]
Took another trip out to the CO
When everytime I made a liberty is legal
So that's no trespass for the PO
We go to free load and Deebo Doritos
Show my love to Metropolis
And brother with a funk on the side of the curb
Green cross and a seize and a moss
When they all green props and they die in a serve
[Verse 15]
Fuck Collins, the boat load, we smoke the average
Just fill it up, killer, we gon' go to there
We just rolling a joint while these vultures stare at us
Trippin' for no reason, but it's so hilarious
You high or something? Yes, were you too scared to puff?
You wanna fly with me, yeah, airfare's on us
Just be careful when you hit it, I admit it, I been known for
Sprinking these lawn chairs with dust
[Verse 16]
Forget where we was, tried to order a quarter pounder
From a Taco Bell drive through, high so I drove off
On the road lost, running from the smoke, fog
Made it to the crib, I hit the door, and then I dozed off
Broke off my homies, a couple bustin' ever since the day I did it
I done got a bunch of phone calls
Ask me how much do an O cost?
In Atlanta, got 'em smoking on that dope, dog, yeah, you're a G
[Verse 17]
When I'm in another land I smoke that fire
I don't really hit a choke but tonight I'm gonna try
Take some weed, mix it with tobacco leafs
Actually and breathe, begin to lose my faculties, naturally
[Verse 18]
Okay, I'm worldwide now, flyin' round with Tech Nina
Take another hit if you got that reefer
Bring me up a little bit of that sativa
Baby, tokes is my anxiety
Don't like me when I put up inside of me
I go back to the bottle, when I take a hit of that Colorado
Written by: Tech N9ne