Cloud Boys
Cloud Boys
Cloud Boys
Cloud Boys
[Verse: Oliver Francis]
Ey, tripping on lean with your b**h
Boy you know what it is
Rollin' and blowin' a swish
With a blunt to my lips
I give no f** who you with
I unload on you b**h
(Gun noise)
I'm not in your clique
Purple the color the sh** that we sipping
In my f**ing whip
I'm in the whip with a b**h
With my dick in her
And a blunt to my lips
f**ing the b**h
With the gold on my dick
And the gold on my wrist
Maybe you f** around with me
Spend me a quarter million on my crip
Word around town is that Oli and cloudboys is on for that sh**
Word around town is that Oli is totin and he will empty his clip
Word around town is that I got the little bad team on you b**h
Word around town if you f** with a cloudboy then you going to get chipped
Gra, gra, gra
I know you a b**h
Talking that sh**
But when you seen Oli
You didn't say sh**
I'm blowing a swish
k**ing and sipping on drink with a b**h
All in the whip
All of my cloudboys is knowing this sh**
LSD in this clique
Boy I know a mof**ing b**h
I really don't give a f**
Cause I'm with the chicks
If you f** with a cloudboy
You going to get chipped
They seen that I been winning chips
And I'm mof**ing stacing on the chicks
When it comes to whats by my f**in hips
And I'm borderlining f** a whip
Yeenreally
Yeenreally f**ing with a boy
Yeenreally talking sh**
Yeenreally saying nothing to me
Yeenreally know I'm no homie
Yeenreally toting no guns away from me
Yeenreally feel me
Yeenreally sipping on Henny
Yeen got b**h I got plenty
Yeenreally getting no money
Yeenreally saying none to me
Saying none to me, b**h