wilson hunter - vitals! Lyrics

AC on
Windows up
AC on
Windows up
Burning, Stella
Telly, doped up
Blasting, Stella
Telly, doped up
AC on, Windows up
Blasting Stella, watching telly doped up
And I hate the aroma
Tried playing tricks, you should really know us
Don't say shit, always been below us
Sticks and stones you could throw at us
Ponderosa trees don't move in a gust of wind
Just don't use your words, you chose a bad weapon
You can't get a diploma from one good lesson
Paid the intuition, but I'd still miss the message
Quick decisions, might meet you at the mortician after just one listen
You might get what I'm going for
I'm not mumbling shit anymore
Roll up a-
Roll up a smoke for me, I know you want some
Roll up a smoke for me, I know you want some
Roll up a smoke for me, I know these boys want some
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Where my lighter go
Roll with sticky bags of purple trees straight out of Idaho
Niggas bow to me because they all worshipping idols though
I'm freaking in the backseat like "aye come check my vitals bro"
Hit em with the kaleidoscope
Smoke em like a pipe of dope
Got more tears in my eyes then when my girl gets suicidal woah
I'm hanging from a vine, but not online I'm making primal jokes
But honestly it gets to me I think it's just a problem now
We're high
Wait, We're high
We're high
Wait, We're high

AC on
Windows up
AC on
Windows up
Burning, Stella
Telly, doped up
Blasting, Stella
Telly, doped up
AC on, Windows up
Blasting Stella, watching telly doped up
And I hate the aroma
Tried playing tricks, you should really know us
Don't say shit, always been below us
Sticks and stones you could throw at us
Ponderosa trees don't move in a gust of wind
Just don't use your words, you chose a bad weapon
You can't get a diploma from one good lesson
Paid the intuition, but I'd still miss the message
Quick decisions, might meet you at the mortician after just one listen
You might get what I'm going for
I'm not mumbling shit anymore
Roll up a-
Roll up a smoke for me, I know you want some
Roll up a smoke for me, I know you want some
Roll up a smoke for me, I know these boys want some
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Where my lighter go
Roll with sticky bags of purple trees straight out of Idaho
Niggas bow to me because they all worshipping idols though
I'm freaking in the backseat like "aye come check my vitals bro"
Hit em with the kaleidoscope
Smoke em like a pipe of dope
Got more tears in my eyes then when my girl gets suicidal woah
I'm hanging from a vine, but not online I'm making primal jokes
But honestly it gets to me I think it's just a problem now
We're high
Wait, We're high
We're high
Wait, We're high