Good Buds by B-ro Brody Lyrics
{chorus}
Ain't too many good friends but I keep good buds
Ain't banging shit but I'm strapped like a stud
Smoke so much green Its the color of my blood
Im just tryna beat the odds and keep my head above
I remember better days before my Grams was gone
Now uh nigga staying high my grams is never gone
If I'm smoking one now you know I got it cloned
She say why you spend so much on that got damn cologne?
I told that hoe I feel like it
{verse 1}
I roll 10 blunts a day but when I do it I'm still excited
She real good at sucking I remember in high school them hoes would bite it
Way she be playing with balls she gone get arthritis
I Pray for all my homies because they want us all indicted
And all my niggas fly we might as well be some fucking pilots
But we won't go to school to learn to muh fucking fly it
You know I run it up my shoes I don't need to tie it
They try to sell you bullshit but I never buy it
{chorus}
Ain't too many good friends but I keep good buds
Ain't banging shit but I'm strapped like a stud
Smoke so much green Its the color of my blood
Im just tryna beat the odds and keep my head above
I remember better days before my Grams was gone
Now uh nigga staying high my grams is never gone
If I'm smoking one now you know I got it cloned
She say why you spend so much on that got damn cologne?
I told that hoe I feel like it
{verse 2}
She smoking purp now she in my room acting like a viking
I had her bent over like she a center and she started hiking
Blunts to the face just like a punch but we is not fighting
I talk to God everyday I won’t get struck by lightning
And all these damn cops tryna terrorize us
I'm chasing money even if they paralyzed us
Road To Riches I'm just praying that the Lord guide us
Smoking cookie dropping ashes on my damn designer
{chorus}
Ain't too many good friends but I keep good buds
Ain't banging shit but I'm strapped like a stud
Smoke so much green Its the color of my blood
Im just tryna beat the odds and keep my head above
I remember better days before my Grams was gone
Now uh nigga staying high my grams is never gone
If I'm smoking one now you know I got it cloned
She say why you spend so much on that got damn cologne?
I told that hoe I feel like it
Ain't too many good friends but I keep good buds
Ain't banging shit but I'm strapped like a stud
Smoke so much green Its the color of my blood
Im just tryna beat the odds and keep my head above
I remember better days before my Grams was gone
Now uh nigga staying high my grams is never gone
If I'm smoking one now you know I got it cloned
She say why you spend so much on that got damn cologne?
I told that hoe I feel like it
{verse 1}
I roll 10 blunts a day but when I do it I'm still excited
She real good at sucking I remember in high school them hoes would bite it
Way she be playing with balls she gone get arthritis
I Pray for all my homies because they want us all indicted
And all my niggas fly we might as well be some fucking pilots
But we won't go to school to learn to muh fucking fly it
You know I run it up my shoes I don't need to tie it
They try to sell you bullshit but I never buy it
{chorus}
Ain't too many good friends but I keep good buds
Ain't banging shit but I'm strapped like a stud
Smoke so much green Its the color of my blood
Im just tryna beat the odds and keep my head above
I remember better days before my Grams was gone
Now uh nigga staying high my grams is never gone
If I'm smoking one now you know I got it cloned
She say why you spend so much on that got damn cologne?
I told that hoe I feel like it
{verse 2}
She smoking purp now she in my room acting like a viking
I had her bent over like she a center and she started hiking
Blunts to the face just like a punch but we is not fighting
I talk to God everyday I won’t get struck by lightning
And all these damn cops tryna terrorize us
I'm chasing money even if they paralyzed us
Road To Riches I'm just praying that the Lord guide us
Smoking cookie dropping ashes on my damn designer
{chorus}
Ain't too many good friends but I keep good buds
Ain't banging shit but I'm strapped like a stud
Smoke so much green Its the color of my blood
Im just tryna beat the odds and keep my head above
I remember better days before my Grams was gone
Now uh nigga staying high my grams is never gone
If I'm smoking one now you know I got it cloned
She say why you spend so much on that got damn cologne?
I told that hoe I feel like it