Sit on a Cloud

Let's do it (yeah yeah)
Let's do it
I'm high
Too high
So high

I'm a sit on a cloud
Go away bitch I'm sick of you now
I'm legitimate now
Too high bitch had to put me down
Eyes like licorice now
That means red and my weed speak loud
Your girl so ticklish wow
She's in my bed and getting the plow
Is that your ex right now?
Tic tac tow tic tac toe
I am a steal that bitch that hoe
I'm a make you recite this whole flow
I'm on top of that list for sure
Tennis chain and my wrist on glow
I'm a drop a stain on the disco floor
My eyes red like Nabisco bro
Man I swear to God that if this don't go
And if this don't pan out
And my luck all ran out
I'll print counterfeit I'll snap out of it
I gotta pay rent I gotta stay bent
I gotta stay lit I got a swish lit
I gotta playlist you can smell weed scent
I got the latest
Yeah yeah
Song too short so I had to replay this
Song too short but it's still amazing
Love and support really feels the greatest
Song too short so I had to replay this
Love and support really feels the greatest
Yeah yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Bradford Claypool
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