Letra de 'Bud Billiken' de Kids These Days

(Alright, who's smoking in here?)

Yeah, light up
I said I used to cop bags from the neighborhood weed spot
Hit the corner store to get a swisher with a freeze pop
Back when it was Reggie, light it up and hear them seeds pop
Smokin' in the alley had the neighbors tryna eavesdrop
Ridin' in the summer right around the time the leaves drop
When shit got hot, I used to stash it in my sleeve socks
Anything
We was only shorties we was rollin' up anything
Now we comin' up them hoes be down to do anything, Honestly
Blow it by the zero
Godfather cigars
I'm young Robert DeNiro
Grand-Daddy purp, with blueberry and bubba for the customers
Weed lovers and can't forget the hustlers

(I'm saying)
Smoking on, whatchu smoking on?
(Smoking on hay)
In the middle of the track, in the middle of the track
Whatchu smoking on?
(I'm saying)
Smoke, smoke smoking on, whatchu smoking on?
(Smoking on hay)

Tell em come smoke that
Savemoney

Now did you store it in the bag
I keep my weed down by my nuts I get that sweet like sweet chain chomps
Jump out them guts, nigga that’s my routine
Too clean
Prolly the coldest young nigga that you seen
Keep an eighth in the blue jeans
But I know that blue dream fuck do you mean
Keep my eyes low
Smoking on hay in the middle of the barn
Tripping--gone, sipping jack in the back of trips
Trapped your mom's dripping bomb whip
Cody brought two pieces so ain’t no thing
Savemoney, KTD, nigga that’s the team, but it ain’t no game
Na na na hold up hold up, make it go roll up
Said I used to eat, but throw a lil bud up in my roll up
What that spliff do?
Trippin’ too, what that fifth do?
Nigga light it up when we dip through
Got a list of shit to get hip to
We the wrong the crew to give lip to
Nigga trip to the trap where niggas don’t know how to act
I’m at the middle of the map
Them bitch will lick my homemade batch
Go get yo sack
Throw a couple hundred dollars in the air
Got those grape swishers passing by the pair
Motherfucker I’m stacked
Motherfucker I stack

In the middle of the trap
From the middle of the map
My nigga where you wanna sack
We in the middle of the trap
From the middle of the map
I’m gone, where you wanna sack
We're in the middle of the trap

(I'm saying)
(Smoking on hay) (x2)

Where you from? (x8)
South side where you from?
East side where you from?
— side where you from?
— side where you from?
— where you from?
NY where you from?
ATL where you from?
— where you from?
North side where you from?
Out where where you from?
— where you from?
Tennessee now where you from?
— now where you from?
— now where you from?