Ham Bome - Cloudy Again

Ayo miles run it up
(I’m in the clouds and stars
Rising above it all)
Go, Up, Float
So, high, I coast
Take a trip, be easy
I’ma show you why you need, me
I’ma Pro
Sauce and seasoning
Golden
I’m chosen
Hit it back to back to back a 3 peat
Bang bang, Chief Keef
Wow
Go to the runway
Let’s go to the runway
Let’s go to the runway
(Come to the clouds)
Go to the runway
Let’s go to the runway
Come to the runway, wow!
(I’m in the clouds and stars)
LS on the beat dammit
(Rising above it all)
I know you cut up drums, yeah
I know you drillin it
Time to go have some more fun
I’m bouta go at these... (Hoes)
I’m bouta go at these bitches again
Why you be actin all dumb? Ew
I got yo bitch on my thumb, hmm
Got her with me in the slums
Callin' and wantin' a thug, yeah
Cut her she fuckin' the Blood
I’m fuckin' her til I see blood
Ugh ugh ugh uuggh
Hittin' her right in the tub
I’m rubbing it down
Give her the motion around she hopin' that I’ma drown (Oouu)
Givin' the bitch the sound
And you can hear when I pound (Macaroni)
Hittin' the pussy wet, yeah
Hearin' it splash like wow!
(I’m in the clouds and stars)
I got her up in the clouds
I hope she never come down
We gettin' high tonight
I got her up like the kites
Don’t got her on Chyna White
Lil bae better roll up the green
‘Cause I’m tryna take all the flights
TF?
Dolomite
Wit ya bitch I’m poppin, right?
I let her bounce on me like a check
She don’t know where she going next
This ain’t no form of flex
You better get yo saddle right
Bet we up in the clouds tonight
And we gettin' high like a satellite, so
Go, Up, Float
So, high, I coast
Take a trip, be easy
I’ma show you why you need, me
I’ma Pro
Sauce and seasoning
Golden
I’m chosen
Hit it back to back to back a 3 peat
Bang bang, Chief Keef
Wow
Go to the runway
Let’s go to the runway
Let’s go to the runway
(Come to the clouds)
Go to the runway
Let’s go to the runway
Come to the runway wow
(I’m in the clouds and stars
Rising above it all)
PastorRiko
Hmm
Back with the packy again
Rollin' it back up again
I had to rap it again
And just so you know
I ain’t coming down
I’m in the clouds
So I gotta float...
(Rising above it all)
I’m on a jet not a boat
I’m, the only passenger on it
I’m in the clouds, smokin'
Damn it feel good when you own it
The real ones understand
When you work hard for that you can play hard wit that
Stay confident and just stay off the stand
Tell none of that and you can get all of this
You know what I’m sayin'?
The bands come after you loyal and you stickin' to the plan
100 Grand
Stay up my mans
Big up my sister
I’ll see you when I land
Take off while I’m saying
I’m in the clouds and stars
Rising above it all (Go up, float)
I’m in the clouds and stars
Rising above it all (Whoa! whoa! whoa!)
I’ll spit a thousand bars
And won’t have a dub at all (Yeah)
She lick me up like a Sunday, give her the work like it Monday
Told her "if you wanna take a trip then go to the runway"
Let’s go to the runway
Let’s go to the runway
(Come to the clouds)
Go to the runway
Let’s go to the runway
Come to the runway, wow!
I’m in the clouds and stars
Rising above it all

Written by:
Ham Bome, Rob Smalls

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