Bud ​xtsy*

[Chorus]
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 more, somebody pop the confetti (For real)
High off the broccoli eddies (Ayy), blockin' you, I'm feelin' petty, yeah (Woah)
Give me the money, I need it 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)

[Post-Chorus]
Yuh
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

[Verse]
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)