Cloud Kid

Yuh
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Shawty wanna fuck keep yo heels on baby
Uh yea, keep ya heels on baby
Might buy a Birkin if she my lady
Uh yea, if she my lady
Roll up the dope now the room feel spacey
Uh yea, now the room feel spacey
Shawty need a surfboard

Shawty wanna fuck keep ya heels on baby
Uh yea, keep ya heels on baby
Might buy a Birkin if she my lady
Uh yea, if she my lady
Roll up the dope now the room feel spacey
Uh Yea, now the room feel spacey
Shawty need a surfboard
Cause the kid too wavy
No I'm not lazy, uh yuh aye
Pull up I slide with my baby
Guns no safety, uh yuh aye
Bussin' at opps on the daily
Good gas in the air
Got the kid all lazy
Good gas in the air, uh huh
Got the kid all lazy

Came a long way from the bottom to top
Whole crew big carryin' know we got glocks
Sticks, mops
Woah, hey, yuh
Pull up we bleedin' the block, yuh
Pull up we bleedin' the block, woah
Pull up we bleedin' the block, yuh yuh
Yuh yuh
Pull up we bleedin' the block
She said tell me how you really feel
How you really feel
I'm like baby girl, uh huh
Yeah you know I will
Yeah you know I will
Yeah you know I will
I ain't got the time right now
Got a lot up on my mind right now
I'm jus' tryna shine right now
Yuh, hey
I'm jus' tryna shine right now
Yuh, yuh yuh
I jus' wanna shine right now, aye
I don't wanna mess no shit up, aye
Shawty wanna lay up till the suns up
I be in the trap shawty hold yo' gun up
Mandem talkin' go get yo' funds up

Shawty wanna fuck keep ya heels on baby
Uh yea, keep ya heels on baby
Might buy a Birkin if she my lady
Uh yea, if she my lady
Roll up the dope now the room feel spacey
Uh Yea, now the room feel spacey
Shawty need a surfboard
Cause the kid too wavy
No I'm not lazy
Pull up I slide with my baby
Guns no safety, uh yea aye
Bussin' at opps on the daily
Good gas in the air
Got the kid all lazy
Good gas in the air, uh huh
Got the kid all lazy

Huh, yea
Put in work
Run up pull the trigger choppa put 'em in the dirt
I'm tired of y'all
That talk is cheap
Blah, blah, blah
You do it for free
Did a lot just to get where I'm at
So if I pull up, you payin' the fee
Broke boi alert
Uh, uh, uh
Don't even talk to me
You see that I'm paid
Woah, woah, woah
Don't even talk to me
Get outta my way, pussy boy yuh
Fuck up my shoppin' spree
Don't hit my DM's like "aye Finn, gimme the feat"
Unless you got racks
Yuh, hey, yuh
But it gon' cost you a g
Oh so it's beef
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Lemme go get the heat
Pull up with drums
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Told 'em we'll make 'em a beat
Go ahead rap on that lil' bitch
Yeah, I'll give it for free
Yeah, throw in your girl
Aye, yuh, that sound like business to me



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Writer(s): Joona Kielek
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