Kush Cloud

Freddie Gibbs

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Played: 358

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Baby Face Killa (Gangsta Grillz)

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[Produced by SMKA] [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud, bitch [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Mo-murder, mo-murder In the Tahoe with my burner Tell 'em that I just got a shipment in And if you in to win then I'll serve ya Know I'm floatin off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud A nigga busy getting to the money and weed That's why a playa hating nigga get tuned out In a shootout nah cause they don't want that shit Traffic the powder, how you want that whip? Grind it out, pound it out Then I took her to the house, I ain't want that bitch I get the killa shit from my niggas in the Bay We wheeling and dealing so what you niggas wanna pay? Got dope in the attic, I'm in the ceiling with the yay We flipping it really, you pussy niggas in the way Got thug love from my niggas choking, smoking bud Bought my dope from Lil' Sodi yea I fucks with cuz Corporate thuggin, so all I'm wit is thug niggas Can you picture, this rapper slash drug dealer [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud, bitch [Verse 2: Krayzie Bone] I said I was never gon' smoke no mo' 20 minutes late, okay I'mma smoke one mo' The next thing you know, I'm blowing through the whole O Smoke alarm going off, popo knocking on my do', oh I'm a real OG chief choker Green leaf stoner, real weed smoker Wanna kick it with me, you better bring weed over I got too many problems, ain't no need to be sober But I ain't really waiting on you niggas to split it Roll it and hit it cause I've already got me some Roll another nigga, I'm hardly done Kray Jack got Bob Marley lungs I hit a little bit of Snoop OG kush Then I roll up some Wiz Khalif to get a hook It's sticky icky nigga, trust it be real Cause I planted it and grew it on Cypress Hill Bud smokers only, bud smokers only, on-ly Don't ask if I'm high Look into my eyes, you can tell that I'm zonin', zonin' Kray and Freddie Gibbs, nigga there it is Midwest get ready when I come around the corner in my spaceship And we take off into the cloud [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud, bitch [Verse 3: SpaceGhostPurrp] She rolled up a sack of that, purp The mystical haze got her going in a maze While she twerkin and workin slow motion - I am the potion That will dwell inside the magical purp that you inhale Inside your mind as I, seduce your brain cells You gotta get high 'til you can't tell If you in heaven with the angels Playing my music and get high to it It's hypnotizing like a brain spell Real nigga smoking on purple trees All about money, gotta count this green Mackin these bitches and I'm gettin to the riches And yo bitch love smoking me When the beat break down (break down) Get lost to the sound (to the sound) Roll the window down (down) Let her see the kush clouds (kush clouds) Ride around through the town (town) Nigga let the wind blow (wind blow) Gotta get head in the front seat slow Let a nigga see the kush smoke [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud That kush cloud, that kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud My kush cloud, my kush cloud Floatin off of that kush cloud Rolling off of that kush cloud OG turnt up too loud, bitch