Freddie Gibbs - Kush Cloud lyrics

[Hook:] Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud, b**h [Verse 1: Freddie] Mo-murder, mo-murder In the Tahoe with my burner Tell 'em that I just got a shipment in And if you in to win then I'll serve ya Know I'm floatin off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud A n***a busy getting to the money and weed That's why a playa hating n***a get tuned out In a shootout nah cause they don't want that sh** Traffic the powder, how you want that whip? Grind it out, pound it out Then I took her to the house, I ain't want that b**h I get the k**a sh** from my n***as in the Bay We wheeling and dealing so what you n***as wanna pay? Got dope in the attic, I'm in the ceiling with the yay We flipping it really, you p**y n***as in the way Got thug love from my n***as choking, smoking bud Bought my dope from Lil' Sodi yea I f**s with cuz Corporate thuggin, so all I'm wit is thug n***as Can you picture, this rapper slash drug dealer [Hook] [Verse 2: Krayzie] I said I was never gon' smoke no mo' 20 minutes late, okay I'm a smoke one mo' The next thing you know, I'm blowing through the whole O Smoke alarm going off, popo knocking on my do', oh I'm a real OG chief choker Green leaf stoner, real weed smoker Wanna kick it with me, you better bring weed over I got too many problems, ain't no need to be sober But I ain't really waiting on you n***as to split it Roll it and hit it cause I've already got me some Roll another n***a, I'm hardly done Kray Jack got Bob Marley lungs I hit a little bit of Snoop OG kush Then I roll up some Wiz Khalif to get a hook It's sticky icky n***a, trust it be real Cause I planted it and grew it on Cypress Hill Bud smokers only, bud smokers only, on-ly Don't ask if I'm high Look into my eyes, you can tell that I'm zonin', zonin' Kray and Freddie Gibbs, n***a there it is Midwest get ready when I come around the corner in my spaceship And we take off into the cloud [Hook] [Verse 3: SpaceGhostPurrp] She rolled up a sack of that, purp The mystical haze got her going in a maze While she t**n and workin slow motion - I am the potion That will dwell inside the magical purp that you inhale Inside your mind as I, seduce your brain cells You gotta get high 'til you can't tell If you in heaven with the angels Playing my music and get high to it It's hypnotizing like a brain spell Real n***a smoking on purple trees All about money, gotta count this green Mackin these b**hes and I'm gettin to the riches And yo b**h love smoking me When the beat break down (break down) Get lost to the sound (to the sound) Roll the window down (down) Let her see the kush clouds (kush clouds) Ride around through the town (town) n***a let the wind blow (wind blow) Gotta get head in the front seat slow Let a n***a see the kush smoke [Hook]