Bud

Roll up keepin' it steady (Za!)

I fell in love with the fetti (Ew!)

I make a hit when I'm ready (Yeah!)

I don't indulge in the xans no mo'

Somebody pop the confetti (For Real!)

High off the broccoli eddies (Aye!)

Blockin' you, I'm feelin' petty (Whoa!)

(Yeah)

Give me the money I need

And I'm finna give you a hit

That's how this works

12 gon' be pullin' us over

I wanna see if you solid

Where's that purse?

Bready inside my estate

I'm too afraid of the love

'Cause love gon' hurt

She said she wifey material

I'm takin' you to the altar

We at church (Church, Yeah)

Yuhh

I'm off oxy, I'm off roxy, I'm off drugs

Oh no, I do not C- O M-M-I-T, I don't love

Oh no, I ain't been sippin', baby

I'm high off that bud

Yeah, I can't do no lovin'

I can't do no cuffin'

I can't do no (ahem)

Yeah, she say that I'm triflin'

You lucky that you pretty

And I'm not on that timin'

'Cause I could get to kickin'

I know how I feel, oh yes, my mental, she can't manipulate

I don't got no crib

So why does she think that she can pull up and stay?

I'm really out of the country

It could be me and you rollin' in money

When she around, see the weather get sunny

I pray to God that she don't ever dub me

For Real

Yeah, roll-up keepin' it steady (Za!)

I fell in love with the fetty (Ew!)

I make a hit when I'm ready (Yeah!)

I don't indulge in the xans no more

Somebody pop the confetti (Yeah!)

High off the broccoli eddies (Ay!)

Blockin' you, I'm feelin' petty (Yeah)

Give me the money I need and I'm finna give you a hit

That's how this works

12 gon' be pullin' us over

I wanna see if you solid

Where's that purse?

Bready inside my estate

I'm too afraid of the love 'cause love gon' hurt

She said she wifey material

I'm takin' you to the altar

We at church

(Yeahh)

I'm off oxy, I'm off roxy, I'm off drugs

Oh no, I do not C- O- M-M-I-T, I don't love

Oh no, I ain't been sippin', baby, I'm high off that bud