Supa - CLOUDS text piesne (lyrics)
[Supa - CLOUDS text piesne lyrics]
Why you beefing with a God it's
Supa Dupa the head nigga in charge from
KOLD MOB shout out to Richy, Indiyo, Frankie
And all my other niggies
Devilish nigga with the swank of an OG
Niggas try to Go Pro me
But they 3rd eye shut
That's what the fuck is up
When you try to bust on a crew getting buck
Nigga fuck
I'm sicker than that nigga Wayne
When he on the lean
Please proceed to drain the brain
Insane in the membrane
Smoking on some chemstrain
Supa Supa hot flame
Nigga this is my game nigga you a no name
And you salty it ain't my fault, b
I be in the clouds so high with my whole team
Six senses yeah I'm so keen
Lame niggas wanna be me
All the Gods looking down on me
Motherfucking Gods looking down on me
Pass the weed and break it down for me
High off the loud i'm up in the clouds
All the Gods looking down on me
Motherfucking Gods looking down on me
Pass the weed and break it down homie
High off the loud i'm up in the clouds
I'm just a young nigga who's getting it
Fuck being nice bitch I'm winning
You run to your trunk, get the semi
I wind up and cock back
She pop that then lock that then drop that
I'm winning
Fuck Charlie Sheen bitch
Just me with the clique bitch
Pancakes and waffles
Flip niggas like switches
Leave them in ditches
All of these niggas in here
I demand my three wishes
Genie in a bottle you lie more than Obama
Fuck the government they are
Like a teeter totter
Always switching up just like my flows
Nah they never tell the truth
That's how it goes
3rd eye so high I'm never low
Fuck money fuck all the materials materials
Devilish Nigga hell is where my spirit goes
All the Gods looking down on me
Motherfucking Gods looking down on me
Pass the weed and break it down for me
All the Gods looking down on me
Motherfucking Gods looking down on me
Pass the weed and break it down for me
Supa Dupa the head nigga in charge from
KOLD MOB shout out to Richy, Indiyo, Frankie
And all my other niggies
Devilish nigga with the swank of an OG
Niggas try to Go Pro me
But they 3rd eye shut
That's what the fuck is up
When you try to bust on a crew getting buck
Nigga fuck
I'm sicker than that nigga Wayne
When he on the lean
Please proceed to drain the brain
Insane in the membrane
Smoking on some chemstrain
Supa Supa hot flame
Nigga this is my game nigga you a no name
And you salty it ain't my fault, b
I be in the clouds so high with my whole team
Six senses yeah I'm so keen
Lame niggas wanna be me
All the Gods looking down on me
Motherfucking Gods looking down on me
Pass the weed and break it down for me
High off the loud i'm up in the clouds
All the Gods looking down on me
Motherfucking Gods looking down on me
Pass the weed and break it down homie
High off the loud i'm up in the clouds
I'm just a young nigga who's getting it
Fuck being nice bitch I'm winning
You run to your trunk, get the semi
I wind up and cock back
She pop that then lock that then drop that
I'm winning
Fuck Charlie Sheen bitch
Just me with the clique bitch
Pancakes and waffles
Flip niggas like switches
Leave them in ditches
All of these niggas in here
I demand my three wishes
Genie in a bottle you lie more than Obama
Fuck the government they are
Like a teeter totter
Always switching up just like my flows
Nah they never tell the truth
That's how it goes
3rd eye so high I'm never low
Fuck money fuck all the materials materials
Devilish Nigga hell is where my spirit goes
All the Gods looking down on me
Motherfucking Gods looking down on me
Pass the weed and break it down for me
All the Gods looking down on me
Motherfucking Gods looking down on me
Pass the weed and break it down for me