02 All the flavors

[Intro – Group] Oo-oo, la-la, roll call, let’s vibe 🎤 Lake Orion nights, we spark and thrive [Verse 1 – Sativa] I’m sunrise lightning, citrus kiss on your lips Piney little daydream doin’ cartwheel flips I’m the pep in your step when the traffic crawls slow Put the glow in your flow; baby say “let’s go” [Pre-Chorus – Indica + Group harmonies] Sink in the sofa, velvet like cocoa Heartbeat mellow in 4/4 tempo Snap to the rhythm, we’re smooth like vinyl Every hit a postcard with a hand-drawn smile [Chorus – Group] We got all the flavors, sugar on your tongue Sticky like a chorus that you can’t outrun From gas to gelato, berries, cake, and cream— You’re the muse of the sesh, we’re the pop-star dream Ohhh, all the flavors, turn the lights down low Let the terps sing sweet in a stereo glow From nightcap hush to morning sparkle scenes, We’re your boy-band buds, serenading greens [Verse 2 – Indica] I’m heavy like a blanket, chocolate cherry fade Couch-cloud lullaby in lavender shade Slow-dance heartbeat, candles in the hall Whisper, “Close your eyes,” and I catch your fall [Verse 3 – Hybrid] Half daybreak glitter, half midnight blue Best of both worlds like a W, too Balance on a beam where the high feels right Pilot light steady through the day and night [Rap Bridge – Pens] Click-clack cartridge, discreet like a ghost Pocket-size poet with a toast to the host Draw, inhale—no ash, no fuss Flavor on demand like a midnight bus Lemon haze verse, mango mist refrain Clouds write love notes on your windowpane [Middle-8 – Edibles (call) + Group (response)] Edibles: Little gummy galaxies melt on your tongue— Group: Wait for the meteor, strongest when it’s young Edibles: Brownie bass drop, creeping like a tide— Group: Ride it with respect, take a smaller bite [Breakdown – Group a cappella] Oo-oo, terpene tangerine Oo-oo, berry gasoline Oo-oo, mint cookie scene Harmony in green, baby, harmony in green [Final Chorus – Group, key up] We got all the flavors, sugar on your tongue Sticky like a chorus that you can’t outrun From gas to gelato, berries, cake, and cream— You’re the muse of the sesh, we’re the pop-star dream Ohhh, all the flavors, keep the vibe serene— Indica, Sativa, Hybrid in between Pens on the hook, Edibles on the beat— Boy-band bouquet, and it tastes so sweet [Outro – Group] From Lake Orion nights to the dawn’s first beam— All the flavors of weed, all part of the team 💫