Clouds
Livin life, I'm lovin it
You know what
Chillin, smokin blunts
With the whole squad
Baby i don't care if it's fake love
Keep on going that i can't get enough
I can't get enough, i can't get enough
If it's fake love
Keep on going that i can't get enough
I can't get enough, i can't get enough
Shawty is my driver so we speeding
Close that drop top
Switching lanes, gettin high in the hot box
And we never getting stopped by the cops
And we never gonna stop for the cups
So high, that I'm on the cloud
But I'm falling down to the ground
Everytime when you're around
Oh no
No you don't know
No you don't know
Shorty drop that ass to the low low
Oh no
Don't stop, all the liquor
Got me fucked up
The liquor yeah
Got me fucked up
We leaving in a drop top
We leaving in a drop top
I can't get enough, of this fake love
Keep on going that I can't get enough
I can't get enough, I can't get enough
You know what?
Chillin, smokin blunts
With the whole squad
Baby I don't care if it's fake love
Keep on going that I can't get enough
I can't get enough, I can't get enough
Feel like I can't get enough
Put the usual in my cup
Jim Bean's gon' be cropped
Jack climbing to the top
Castle in the clouds yuh
Walking in and running out
Take the goose out
I'm living loose now
Pouring goose out
Feel like a duce now
With the Henny and the Sprite
Got plenty every night
Like to dip lay to my right
She's like pommes on the side
Might be twenty, black or white
There're as many as I like
There're as many as I like
There're as many as I like
You know what
Chillin, smokin blunts
With the whole squad
Baby i don't care if it's fake love
Keep on going that i can't get enough
I can't get enough, i can't get enough
If it's fake love
Keep on going that i can't get enough
I can't get enough, i can't get enough
Shawty is my driver so we speeding
Close that drop top
Switching lanes, gettin high in the hot box
And we never getting stopped by the cops
And we never gonna stop for the cups
So high, that I'm on the cloud
But I'm falling down to the ground
Everytime when you're around
Oh no
No you don't know
No you don't know
Shorty drop that ass to the low low
Oh no
Don't stop, all the liquor
Got me fucked up
The liquor yeah
Got me fucked up
We leaving in a drop top
We leaving in a drop top
I can't get enough, of this fake love
Keep on going that I can't get enough
I can't get enough, I can't get enough
You know what?
Chillin, smokin blunts
With the whole squad
Baby I don't care if it's fake love
Keep on going that I can't get enough
I can't get enough, I can't get enough
Feel like I can't get enough
Put the usual in my cup
Jim Bean's gon' be cropped
Jack climbing to the top
Castle in the clouds yuh
Walking in and running out
Take the goose out
I'm living loose now
Pouring goose out
Feel like a duce now
With the Henny and the Sprite
Got plenty every night
Like to dip lay to my right
She's like pommes on the side
Might be twenty, black or white
There're as many as I like
There're as many as I like
There're as many as I like
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Writer(s): Butter$
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