paroles de chanson A Lite - Buddy

Aye, it's been a long day
Buddy, can you ease my mind, what she told me
Now I got her posted up in my domain
And I'm lighting up the fire with the propane
In the background, listening to Cocaine
Friends came through, then we hear the soul train
Sub bass kicking down the doorframe
'93 baby, listening to the Old Daze, Hub City raised me
Notice niggas don't change, do this on the daily
Don't it sound crazy?
Flying outta town, can you hear me now, baby?
Be back in the wild, I've been going wild lately
Then it's going down like one o'clock in the morn'
Cell phone ring ring, so I pick up
Homeboy talking 'bout a party we should hit up
First we gotta clean the fit up, peep the getup
Marijuana and the liquor make you hiccup
East Coast, smoking the la la la
Niggas up north came here to vibe tonight
Niggas down south know they wanna get high tonight
B-U-double D, making sure that I roll this blunt tight
Huh, now who got a light?
Aye, do you got a light?
Yo, who got a light?
Man, I'm tryna light this blunt
Aye, who got a light?
Yo, do you got a light?
Aye, who got a light
Damn, I'm tryna light this blunt
OG weed smoke, never no street roll
We smoke the number one kush in a pre-roll
THC on me, I be too gone
You ain't tryna hit my blunt, it's too strong
It's too strong
Just another West Coast nigga on the come up
Smoking on kush, finna roll another blunt up
You could still cut your head up and get wet up
YG says shut up, get your bread up
Back of the Lyft, baby packing a spliff
She keep talking that shit, but I'm not tryna hear it
Headed out to the hills, got a bag full of thrills
Other hand full of bills, yeah we do this for real
All the homegirls making sure the hoes act right
All the homeboys rolling up kush in the back
Come with me baby if you want that pipe
But we finna hotbox, you might catch a contact tonight
Baby, you should let me get inside your life
I could take you to the crib and massage ya right
Let me see your breasts, I won't chastise ya
I could get you wet, baby let me baptize ya
I'm a west side Hub City rider
Rhyming, young nigga smoking on ganja
Grinding, getting to the money, no problem
Dollars, that's the only thing in my pockets
Huh, now who got a light?
Aye, do you got a light?
Yo, who got a light?
Man, I'm tryna light this blunt
Aye, who got a light?
Yo, do you got a light?
Aye, who got a light
Damn, I'm tryna light this blunt
OG weed smoke, never no street roll
We smoke the number one kush in a pre-roll
THC on me, I be too gone
You ain't tryna hit my blunt, it's too strong
It's too strong
THC on me, I be too gone
You ain't tryna hit my blunt, it's too strong
Aye, aye, you got a lighter, dog?
Oh my god, thank you so much, wow, finally
The number one kush, the number one kush
The number one kush, the number one kush
The number one kush
The number one kush