Puffing Clouds

Hold up, yeah
Uh huh, yeah, uh huh

Don't you know me
I'm in my own lane now
Shawty do it clean
That's what I'm talking bout
Out here in AZ
Know that I'm smoking loud
Lots of THC
When I be up puffing clouds

This is just what I do
Smoking gas smell the fume
Can't you hear? Listening
I got packs of that stank
Hold up already rich
And the diamonds they glistening
What you need I got it
What you need yeah we got it
Smoking way too loud
Might have to grab the Febreeze
And that G five private
Prada down to her knees
Two plus two is four ho's
Pulling up in the four door
Girls just wanna have fun
That's why she use her tongue
No not no simp
But girl yeah you's thick
Whipping up in the kitchen with her
Then we back to the crib
He switching up like a mood rang
On a mission like Bruce Wayne
She throw it back like a boomerang
I'm just glad she got good taste

Don't you know me
I'm in my own lane now
Shawty do it clean
That's what I'm talking bout
Out here in AZ
Know that I'm smoking loud
Lots of THC
When I be up puffing clouds



Credits
Writer(s): Zack Gooding
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