(Cloudy Gang, Cloudy Gang)
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Then they fall down and you know they steal
They don't want the smoke, they don't want to kill
But I love the kills cuz they give a thrill
Yea they give me a thrill
Yea Yea
Dangerous, yea, we dangerous
No control
Savage mode, on Patron
Turn off my phone, on airplane mode
Leave me alone, hop in the whip then I'm gone
Going to Milan
Prada in the bag
Nigga we smoking that loud
All of my niggas be proud
I'm on a roll
I'm f*cking mental
Out my soul
There ain't too much I can't handle
I'm a pro
Sitting back in Louis V
With Carlos in the Stu
Yea we in the booth
No we don't loose
Always making blues
All my niggas get this too
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Then they fall down and you know they steal
They don't want the smoke, they don't want to kill
But I love the kills cuz they give a thrill
Yea they give me a thrill
Yea they give a thrill
Want some more for me
I'm up tonight
And you'll stay up wit me
You on my side
Yea you down to ride
Yea you catch the vibe
She my main bitch
She never switch
Dangerous, yea, we dangerous
No control
Savage mode, on Patron
Turn off my phone, on airplane mode
Leave me alone, hop in the whip then I'm gone
Going to Milan
Prada in the bag
Nigga we smoking that loud
All of my niggas be proud
Yea Yea
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Then they fall down and you know they steal
They don't want the smoke, they don't want to kill
But I love the kills cuz they give a thrill
Yea they give me a thrill
Yea they give a thrill
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Then they fall down and you know they steal
They don't want the smoke, they don't want to kill
But I love the kills cuz they give a thrill
Yea they give me a thrill
Yea they give a thrill
Cloudy Gang
Cloudy Gang
Cloudy Gang
Cloudy Gang
Cloudy Gang
Cloudy Gang