Cloud9

By K Suave

Released on July 29, 2021

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[Chorus]

Money counter, need that

She know a nigga getting big racks

Going up, going up

Yeah, that Easter pink all in my double cup

Thirty five hundred for these leans, another fifteen for these pants

I love you so much, that's why I lied to you

I'm smoking on gas, it's clouds in the room

Bitch, I'm the thot slayer, got two hoes kissing

You hurt your own feelings, should've mind your business

Put my dick inside her now she creaming

I keep shooting the club up, I ain't leave a witness


[Verse]

She keep asking how I do it

Two sticks on me, she love how I move

The life that I live, boy, you wanna make it

Popped another pill now shе dancing naked

This bitch wanna fuck me, she think that I'm famous

I'm with my dеmons, we booling with satan

Zelly just pulled up, we both got a call

Just smoked through a pound at the 401 Lofts

A hundred thousand on my neck, it's so glossy

Bad bitch put her lips on my dingaling

The world is mine, girl, I can get anything

Where's your man, I be standing all in the ring

This some foreign shit that you cannot pronounce

I'm like, "Ring-ring, baby girl, come out"

You been playing with me

I think I want you to stay with me

She love my tattoos, her favorite is scream

I'm in the sky like a scraper

Lately, I been getting too much paper

Everybody keep on asking for favors

Designer guns, you gon' die with fashion

Hitting hoes like a nigga playing Madden

Legal money, the bitch thought I was trapping

This the life of a nigga that's having

She wanna be with me, I don't do shit average


[Chorus]

Money counter, need that

She know a nigga getting big racks

Going up, going up

Yeah, that Easter pink all in my double cup

Thirty five hundred for these leans, another fifteen for these pants

I love you so much, that's why I lied to you

I'm smoking on gas, it's clouds in the room

Bitch, I'm the thot slayer, got two hoes kissing

You hurt your own feelings, should've mind your business

Put my dick inside her now she creaming

I keep shooting the club up, I ain't leave a witness