SLXCK SLXCKY - In The Clouds

Ain't gon kap I heard this lil beat remind me the era of cloud of the sound
Nigga said that he dripping water but like that one fish his fit a clown
Slxcky Gunna I throw on that drip y'all need a swim class yall Niggas drown
I'm really a Badazz Nigga I throw on that shit and tell a lil hoe wipe me down

Remember back then lil shorty curved me but I bet she gon like me now
Chinese thot tryna fuck on me cause she love it when I say ni hao
Fuck school give a fuck bout a noun
Feel like that hog came up from the ground
He the real bitch in the relationship his shorty got the pants he wear the gown

Niggas trippin that could never be me
Only way I'm trippin is off a bean
Bitch I'm steady sippin take a guess what's in my cup it's not Hennessy
OOOU bitch I feel just like Young MA when I take me a sip of this lean
My cup act like stank nigga this shit always dirty could never be clean
You and ya mans done got in a jam ya leader went and sang Adam Levine
Me and my mans be making them plans on how to go rich rich this shit a routine
Different mothers but we still kinda the same like a loaded fry and a poutine
Niggas wondering where lil Slxcky be at feel I like a Wild Thing
Jink up with wody we smokin and kickin
We movin that weight but we never liftin
Brody said he only drink tea so I dropped a deuce right in his Lipton
Opps said that he fly just like Superman I slide in the night get hit with that krypton
Ain't easing no tension when it comes to war ain't no President Nixon
I be talking to the drugs tryna tell them I think that they have an addiction
Young lil SLXCK be they lil prescription
Takin more drugs than Rue off Euphoria I don't got no restrictions
Me and the bag stay so damn close this shit look like we creating friction
Slxcy gettin rich that's non-fiction
I fuck with Khalid but I feel like we the best and I don't give a fuck
Ain't gon lie I just pulled up RTS can't wait to make it Bentley truck
Got the grip so I cop me a holster fuck my pocket this shit neatly tucked
Family ties with my brothers so if you try them Baby Keem, beat em up beat em up
Beat em up don't care If he say stop it
Treat the thirties like balloons I'm gon pop it
Pullin up in a ship and now you can't came in here if you don't gotta rocket
Pullin up with a zip he said that he gotta dime this man outta pocket
Wholes times said them lines in another song
But y'all will not know cause I will never drop it
Can't trust a soul I throw my heart in a safe then I lock it
How the fuck my feet never left Earth but I be coolin in cockpit
Whole gang in the spot with a whole lotta chicken nigga this shit is a cockpit
Hittin that hoe from the back I be like a pistol Mr.Lee he finna cock it
Shorty buggin she think I'm finna wife it
Be like the Migos Slxcky goin right up so I'm only here to pipe it
Mama tried to make a nigga eat veggies but the cauliflower I did not like it
Shit look like some bleached broccoli what the fuck call up the Green Giant
20's the bankroll it's a green diet
Don't give a fuck bout a scary place imma pop up and never be quiet
No cap just to to ease the pain I drown in my styrofoam up in silence
So much chemistry pourin up a four call up Bill Nye cause this the real science
Junkies on junkies fiend after fiend the rap don't work I'm back to my clients
Fuck a democracy bitch imma tyrant
Ratchet ass bitch keep screamin out Byron
Ratchet ass bitch mad cause I cheated
Clappin her hands all in my face "like why would you do that" bitch I ain't mean it
I'm so wavy when I put on the drip Slxcky lil Keed it
She looking good like a lil Debbie snack but no I will never eat it
Micheal Jackson to the ouch I just beat it
Micheal Blackson how my cup be dark as hell if it's a competition my shit undefeated
Fuck the prep but I still succeeded
Pass me the rock cause I'm feelin heated
I treat all my hoes the same and make sure they equal
One start protesting she felt mistreated
Then she say she love a nigga I just stop her and just leave it
I told bro to cut the beat one time cause I'm feelin conceited
All I gotta do is holla, and here comes a hit man
And that nigga be wild'ln out I might call up Nick Can
You said that lil cheap shit did not get you high I bet you this nick can
I know a nigga that love puffin Hyde's do anything for some nick man
I know a nigga that'll eat the bitches for the free I call him the lick man
Nutted in a bitch who had corona told her take a B call that a sick plan
Achoo, damn sneeze on my money call these the sick bands
I just been counting it up so much, damn I got six hands

Written by:
Joshua Moorer

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