[Chorus:]
I got weeds
I got bands
Girl I can never feel myself
I got my team
With no new friends
I don't need nobody else
What the f** with imma do with all these clout
[Chorus:]
I got weeds
I got bands
Girl I can never feel myself
I got my team
With no new friends
I don't need nobody else
What the f** would imma do with all this clouts [x2]
Im off the weed
Im off the lane
And I can never feel myself
[Verse 1:]
I'm cutted up yes
Bands on me yes
Cloud Lord am the best
She think I work out how I flex
And I'm so, oh so arrogant
I got it on my chest
I get money that's fact
W O I thought sometimes
Sometimes I wonder why these n***a hate on me
Because I get best n***a faithfully
And when I get rich I putting on my team
I too damn
I'm still finessing, yes I'm doing skanks
I like my b**hes full
Ye top a the line
I beat that p**y up
I committed a crime
I turn clout into money
You ain't worth a dime
A million dollar man
Cloud Lord ain't need to sign
What the f** am I gonna do with all this clouts
What the f** would imma do with all this clouts
f**ed up, next I'm up now
What the f** the f** W.O. gonna do with all this clouts
[Chorus:]
Im off the weed
I'm off the lane
God damn
And I can't help but feel myself
What the f** imma do with all this clouts
What imma do with all this clouts