Apollo Lyrics

I'm on cloud nine like smoking on Apollo

If i think she bad, i hit her with the follow

Toting on my .nine, they all fall just like dominos

Counting all these racks, Got these Bills like it's Buffalo

He say that he ballin'

Then i hit him with the give and go

Bitch, i feel like Midas, cause i got the fucking golden glow

They all watchin' and they be like, "damn, he like Dynamo"

Don't got much to say, but i got a .9, it'll show

He don't wanna have beef, uh, yeah, fuck with me

Gotta be so discrete

Lay him out

And that's what i'm about

He in a fucking drought

Ballin' like i got scouts

That ain't what he about

I'm on cloud nine like smoking on Apollo

If i think she bad, i hit her with the follow

Toting on my .nine, they all fall just like dominos

Counting all these racks, Got these Bills like it's Buffalo

Lately, i've been floating into Outer Space

Kush in my lungs, it's my only get away

I got thick skin, but my thoughts don't go away

They been sleeping on the kid, man they need to wake

This ain't even it yet, man they need to wait

Imma need a Grammy, cause i know that i'm great

Bitch, i'm a young baller, cross 'em up like a lace

I'm on cloud 9 like smoking on Apollo

If i think she bad, i hit her with the follow

Toting on my .nine, they all fall just like dominos

Counting all these racks, Got these Bills like it's Buffalo

I'm on cloud 9 like smoking on Apollo

If i think she bad, i hit her with the follow

Toting on my 9, they all fall just like dominos

Counting all these racks, Got these Bills like it's Buffalo