Boaz - That Good lyrics

rate me

Yea. Pull something out the jar

Smoke well with your boy

Yea huh huh

I still be rolling up that good

They buzzin' dutches in that what

I love that green, no I can't lie

Make that weed up close, get high

I still be rolling up that good

They buzzin' dutches in that what

I love that green, no I can't lie

Make that weed up close, get high

Look that get several sweet, that nigga smellin' for weed

We just roll that shit like that shit smokin'

Inhale then before you exhale

Oh you wanna feel it in your chest

Pull real hard, hold it

This is for my hood folk

That's on their block right now with that good coke

Throwin' up that kush smoke

'Cause we've been getting high since we've been getting fly

It happened like forever, probly be here til I die

I'm a rapper, street nigga, capital G nigga

Aks 'bout me next time you out in them streets nigga

And they gon tell you Bo Bay a problem

Always keep it a hundred

Then bother before startin'

That money gon call 'em

And I'll be right there waiting on it

Getting to it while niggas is still debating on it

First you get the money then the power

The trees taste sweet but the sour...

You know how we do it

I still be rolling up that good

They buzzin' dutches in that what

I love that green, no I can't lie

Make that weed up close, get high

I still be rolling up that good

They buzzin' dutches in that what

I love that green, no I can't lie

Make that weed up close, get high

I told Billie take the wheel so I can roll up the fattie

Feelin' like an old man smokin' on that granddaddy

It's taking all my energy

And takin' all my memories but help me with my metaphors, assimilates

Sniffing all my J's to the roaches

Don't let 'er distract

You know we laugh in fire, nigga we smokers

Roll on the table like Lennox

Blazin' up my leisure

Get me on the ridder, absolutely getting higher

Is you 1-2? I got the chronic, you can bring the buns too

I've got a few hoes that wanna come through

It's a gangsta party, bring your lungs too

And I'm a smoke a pound for my niggas, lie down

RIP all of my homies not 'round

Roll another one, tell 'em pour another round

Ridin' through the city, rich chilly top down

You know how we do it

I still be rolling up that good

They buzzin' dutches in that what

I love that green, no I can't lie

Make that weed up close, get high

I still be rolling up that good

They buzzin' dutches in that what

I love that green, no I can't lie

Make that weed up close, get high