[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