This is a song about "Green bud good buds stick together"

It's what the bud has shone us,

Where i'm from they is ruthless

On trial for possession of some chronic

Richie rich, got a candle stick,

Strictly cali bud that's no confession

You're uncool like my mother kin

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

In my reign which consists of green whiff on my stick shift i don't sneak diss but i give sleek kiss

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

When i come packed with the buds

I'm the head coach of the team

I dream of makin green/

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

I was exceeding while you were smoking the bud,

Yellow matter custard, green slop pie, all mixed together with a dead dog’s eye.

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry