KLOUD FLOWIN Lyrics

Steve Zidane

Retro, hold on, hold on, hold on

Hmm, I might make a song

Thick bitch shakin' her ass, she ain't got no thong

The way she movin' my nigga, I can't go wrong

Fuck the extra shit, I'm tryna score, go long

You can't hit my wood, bitch, get the fuck on

I want the top, no relations, bitch, hold on

All the hoes happy when a nigga touch down

Start you with a smile, then leave you with a frown

You doin' dicks, I'll cuff you, how the fuck that sound

If the opps ain't get hit, then we spin another round

Creep up in them bushes, nigga, we ain't gon' make no sound

We ain't doin' no diss, buddy, we lay niggas down

Spin with them sticks, nigga, with the scope on them

When it's time to spend, I don't play no joke on them

How the fuck that's your brother, but a nigga, you told on him

We gon' spin all night till we get a hold of him

Get a hold of his ass, put his ass in a russian

Pop a perk, twist a leaf, now I'm in this bitch bussin

Freaky bitch tryna suck my dick from the back

Stick with a drum, nigga, I'ma buss all night

This irrelevant, but nigga came with a light

When it's time to slide, out of mind, out of sight

I know it's out of sight, out of mind, but fuck y'all

All them L's that I took, I still stand tall

I dropped out of high school, but money still long

All the mobs, some demons, nigga, free them all

Shorty just came in with a dress, she ain't got no drawers

This a whole different bitch, I'm tryna beat her walls

I ain't really tryna hear her talk, I'm tryna feel her jaws

Put a opp in the wood, I gotta roll a log

Bro be actin' like a bitch, but that's still my dawg

If I get on with this shit, we all go ball

I just choked lil' bro up, cause he took some Xannies

I heard your big homie lowkey be wearin' panties

Not real shit though, I'm for real

I can't love no bitch, fuck how she feel

I know deep down inside, that bitch ain't real

Shorty lied to my face, I couldn't even tell

I been really into the bag, my day been amazing

I'm lowkey tired as hell, all these blues I'm chasin

70, 8th, boy, I love Caucasian

They really fuck with me, they don't mind payin

I don't only finesse them, that's not what I'm sayin