Chuuwee - Nimbus lyrics
[Chuuwee - Nimbus lyrics]
That's the good gas right there
It’s got the crystals on it
Shit man I swear I wrote this whole
Joint in like three hours
(That shit got my throat dry)
I just got my weed back-up too
(Where the water at?)
Said I just ran out of weed I
Just re-up right now
Said I'm high as a motherfucker, right now
All that hootin' and that hollerin’
Gon' make me come down
Bitch I'm comin' down throat in
Your favorite part of town
She say why the fuck you always out of bounds
Pull up with the pound she say
Finally the herb come around
She say finally you nerd is going down
So absurd it's profound nothin' like it
I'm the weirdest nigga 'round
Its Spokane with a hundred round
Dab to put me out bring em out
Smoker lungs bitch bring 'em out
Don’t be puffin’ on my joint if
It's gon' make you tap out
Don’t be touchin' on my dick if you
Won't put it in yo mouth
All that gossip you be on you
Need to calm yo ass down
Who the loudest of the loud?
Proudest of the crowd? Knockin' niggas off
Kickin’ bitches out kickin' big shit
Feet out on the couch
Dick out on the arm rest and
She pressed against the ground
At my favorite bus stop and I
Ain't been here in a while
Haven't texted in a minute always
Down for something wild
Always up for an adventure that's what
Kind of bitch I'm 'bout
Steady turnin' niggas on but then
Turn them niggas down
Stay curvin' motherfucka's like the
Curb against the ground
Stayin' on the highest fashion like
It's going out of style (wow)
Thicker than a brick I might
Destroy this bitch's house
Fuck animal style I be pullin' in n out
Said I just ran out of weed I just
Oh shit hold on
Gimmie a second that shit is kinda strong
Wait let me see it one time
(Nigga you took five hit's)
Said I just ran out of weed
I'm tryna' get hold on
Said I just ran out of weed
I just re-up right now
Like the flu I been passin'
My phone number 'round
I'm like finally them hoes come around
She like finally I found you I been
Searchin' for your page for a while
Finally I'm 'bout to lay that ass down
I was puffin' on a pound
I gotta keep a lot of those now
I'm stayin' out by the
Galapagos now archipelago
Chez I got the heat to make a volcano
Ask if you can turn the heat down
No concern for these clowns
Smokin' third degree pounds that's
Gon' burn me now I got her gat bang yearnin'
Tryna' cut me like surgery
Come vanilla soft serve me in
The rag top swervin'
Champion gas seven six doctor Irving
Bring em out smoker lungs bitch bring em out
Don't be chiefin' on my reef if
It's gon' make you tap out
Three stoned and dabbed out she
Start pullin' tabs out
I'm already in the zone that's
Gon' knock a nigga down
It’s got the crystals on it
Shit man I swear I wrote this whole
Joint in like three hours
(That shit got my throat dry)
I just got my weed back-up too
(Where the water at?)
Said I just ran out of weed I
Just re-up right now
Said I'm high as a motherfucker, right now
All that hootin' and that hollerin’
Gon' make me come down
Bitch I'm comin' down throat in
Your favorite part of town
She say why the fuck you always out of bounds
Pull up with the pound she say
Finally the herb come around
She say finally you nerd is going down
So absurd it's profound nothin' like it
I'm the weirdest nigga 'round
Its Spokane with a hundred round
Dab to put me out bring em out
Smoker lungs bitch bring 'em out
Don’t be puffin’ on my joint if
It's gon' make you tap out
Don’t be touchin' on my dick if you
Won't put it in yo mouth
All that gossip you be on you
Need to calm yo ass down
Who the loudest of the loud?
Proudest of the crowd? Knockin' niggas off
Kickin’ bitches out kickin' big shit
Feet out on the couch
Dick out on the arm rest and
She pressed against the ground
At my favorite bus stop and I
Ain't been here in a while
Haven't texted in a minute always
Down for something wild
Always up for an adventure that's what
Kind of bitch I'm 'bout
Steady turnin' niggas on but then
Turn them niggas down
Stay curvin' motherfucka's like the
Curb against the ground
Stayin' on the highest fashion like
It's going out of style (wow)
Thicker than a brick I might
Destroy this bitch's house
Fuck animal style I be pullin' in n out
Said I just ran out of weed I just
Oh shit hold on
Gimmie a second that shit is kinda strong
Wait let me see it one time
(Nigga you took five hit's)
Said I just ran out of weed
I'm tryna' get hold on
Said I just ran out of weed
I just re-up right now
Like the flu I been passin'
My phone number 'round
I'm like finally them hoes come around
She like finally I found you I been
Searchin' for your page for a while
Finally I'm 'bout to lay that ass down
I was puffin' on a pound
I gotta keep a lot of those now
I'm stayin' out by the
Galapagos now archipelago
Chez I got the heat to make a volcano
Ask if you can turn the heat down
No concern for these clowns
Smokin' third degree pounds that's
Gon' burn me now I got her gat bang yearnin'
Tryna' cut me like surgery
Come vanilla soft serve me in
The rag top swervin'
Champion gas seven six doctor Irving
Bring em out smoker lungs bitch bring em out
Don't be chiefin' on my reef if
It's gon' make you tap out
Three stoned and dabbed out she
Start pullin' tabs out
I'm already in the zone that's
Gon' knock a nigga down