Mac Miller, Yung Brody - In Love With This Bud lyrics
[Mac Miller, Yung Brody - In Love With This Bud lyrics]
Right? Haha brody, where you at?
Easy Mac, Brody
Chyeah, ayy, put your L's up, 'Burgh
Light another one, then roll another one too
() shit's cracked, dog (Haha, you know)
Yo, yo, that Cali dro', woah
And I'm good to go
Single box of duchy palmer's (Single box)
And them niggas gettin' blowed, yo
Shorty drop it low and
She started gettin' dough
She sayin' that she celibate
But God know that she still a ho
Yo, is you feelin' me?
Yeah, yeah, I'm chillin', B (Chillin')
Puffin' on that Perc', nigga
I can feel it killin' me
We opened up the bag of white
And then it started spillin' keys
(Oh, share that) and I stay high like a
Credit card billin' fee (Props to that)
I'm killin' these faggots that be grillin' me
(yeah)
Blunt full of tree, and nobody as real as me
Supply the man, how I'm flippin'
Movin' all the scrill on trees niggas talk
I'm blowin' out they necks like a guillotine
I think I'm in love with this bud (Haha)
With this bud (Yo, roll that shit up)
With this bud (That strawberry cough)
I think I'm in love with this bud
(You know what I'm sayin'?)
With this bud (Ayy, this beat got me crazy)
With this bud (Yo)
With this bud (Look, yeah)
It's what you want
(Ha) , it's what you need (What you need)
You got the blunt (Heh) , I got the weed
You got the soil
(Soil) , I got the seed (Seed)
Yo, you want to smoke? (A ha) Yes, indeed
High as hell, fly as well, come on, homie
Try to sell
Got that stinky kush that make you
Cry when you try and smell
Like an onion, youngin', marijuana lovin'
See, we sharin', always carin'
So we passin' while we puffin'
(Passin' while we puffin')
This bud make me hover
Like a motherboard spaceship
Roll a swish filled with fresh piff
Then I face it (Then I face it)
I can't feel my face like I'm faceless
(Holy shit)
All dressed up, gettin' Mary Jane wasted
Have you ever smoked bud in the club
When you puff 'til the night's gone?
Eyes so red that I had to put my sights on
(Chyeah) in an L, out the bong, in a spliff
Out the bowl yeah, that stinky kush
So you know you gotta have some more
I think I'm in love with this bud
With this bud with this bud
I think I'm in love with this bud
With this bud with this bud
With this bud
That's right bitch-ass niggas, dog
Can't touch me and Easy, dog
Easy Mac, Yung Brody, YB, muhfucker
Get used to them muhfuckin' names, pussies
Yo, I'm way too blowed, yo, we need to
Shut shut this down aight, peace