Smoking on the loud
Smoking on the loud
Smoking on the loud
High on the bud yeah im sitin on a cloud
Sitin on a cloud
Yeah im sitin on a cloud
Rollin with a strap yeah that’s a man down
You know that that’s mence g
Went and copped a strap but I was looking at a Bentley
Don’t tempt me
You know my soul is too empty
Sippin purp since elementary
I was shootin the z’s like Tank Dempsey
Rollin with a MP
Check the magazine damn theres like 20
Had some chronic envy
I swear my Minds going through some frenzy
Even spirituals can sense me
Well that’s the consensus
They hate my ties
Can't put capone in a sentence
Spiritual ascendance
But Demons in thoughts i can't get independence
Smoking on the loud
Smoking on the loud
Smoking on the loud
High on the bud yeah im sitin on a cloud
Sitin on a cloud
Yeah sitin on a cloud
Rolin with a strap that’s a man down
Lemon haze when I swing low
Skunk number 1 that’s the thing though
I was up in limbo
With 2 9’s like that’s akimbo
Hating ink like syndrome
Cah the 9 been chrome
To put holes up in his dome
Yeah that bar hit home
Smoking unknown
Had me in an arc like joan
I couldn’t move a stone
So like mr.miyagi I had to hone
Spitting so good I kick a rapper off the throne
Yeah I did it on my own
Cos like Samson I knocked the jawbone
Smoking on the loud
Smoking on the loud
Smoking on the loud
High on the bud yeah im sitin on a cloud
Sitin on a cloud
Yeah im sitin on a cloud
Rolin with a strap that’s a man down
I had a bag full of shawty
One was called jess guess I came like morty
Hah, that bar caught me
Pink haired girl, she was lookin like sayori
I get gory
Loud had me in the clouds lost like dory
And i fell for an opp girl call it a west side story
Bro bring the loud shortly
Anything you want that’s my inventory
Lsd to shrooms I swear the guys got a laboratory
Ill never get a deal but surely
They know I write lyrics so purely
But I don’t have enough doe that’s right I need more g
Smoking on the loud
Smoking on the loud
Smoking on the loud
High on the bud yeah im sitin on a cloud
Sitin on a cloud
Yeah im sitin on a cloud
Rolin with a strap that’s a man down
Respect to the guys who support me
Cos ima be trappin till im 40
I was never sporty
But running to country is one thing that caught me
And mad hate to the pigs but trust I ain't talkin bout porky
Them man are not for girls suttin like a yorkie