[Verse 1: Isher Roth]

Black suits. Red clouds on the fleeces

Black jeans and my Jordan 3's with all the creases

See, I foreseen this

I can see everything

I can see ya Clay detonators through the wedding ring

I use my three commas when I do my sentencing

Cause I body these niggas when they do the questioning

Im Jiraiya. You a Gennin

Know ya place. Respect ya elders

Rawkage & Herbkage

Oh. I pulled the 9 tray

U bitches be on insta sayin y'all guzzle bombay

When in reality

Y'all champagne Papi's singing XO's like y'all Valerie

Battle me

Cut ya cap off like you owe my team some salary

Battle me

[Hook]

This the red cloud anthem

The weed got you seeing things

Baby girl stay committed

Ima throw the wedding ring. (x2)

When I throw these shots out

You niggas better watch out (x2)

You better duck and dive

Honey my L's. Straight from the hive

The Bee Hive. That's BBC

Big Blunts. With some Cali Dream

Cosmic Brownies with White Widow

I summoned the beat I go blood when I scroll

She climb uptop then free fall

Suicide she can't take it all

More and more greedy whore

Want my weed not me

She can't see me for me

The appearance way too G, cause

Itachi eyes when I glare into ya vision (x3)

The hate in ya heart. You made the decision

[Verse 2: Sae]

Puffing on the finest dank

I'm scrolling up the finest tree

My eyes blood like these Red Clouds

You could call me Itachi

The way I blaze to the beat

Amaterasu from a black Bic

I lit it up then passed it (take this)

Weed make ya bitch do back flips

Ironic how she my actress

But when we alone she never acting

Just enacting and enticing

But back to the way I'm lighting this spliff (4/20)

And nah it ain't that piff

Genjustu ass niggas

Looking at me sour but y'all mids

And ya smoking Reggie Stiff (no good)

I could see through ya smoke

Matter fact I can see through the scope (sniper shots)

Red Beam when I lean

Roll up .9s of the shake

Just to loosen up my brakes

Personifying wrapping and rapping

Cause I was born with these talents

I just uncovered these shits by accident

Now you blind eye niggas is lackin

Ya girl struggling with attraction (she like me)

And that's fatal

Pulp fiction with this friction

No friction when I mix it

See how I make the shit blend (mix it)

Simple minded niggas follow trends

Just worried about how imma make her bend (like Beckham)

She face and choke no pun intended

Roll a blunt just cause she blunt

I like when my girls lack a front (no tummies)

But got a top and a back

Like it's summer in a jag

You smoke weak gas you jet lag. (no diesel, paper planes)

[Hook]

Smoking on the finest weed (a-life)

That's me, Ish & the rest of the team (Issacher)

Blow red clouds with new breed (kwev-life, high-grades)

Like a modern day Akatsuki (red clouds)

Toking dank it stank good (good)

Educated but we still hood (hood)

Red eyes but our words wise

We high talk and let our heights talk