Clouds

[Verse]
I get geeked she call me cloud
Three grams in this stout
Sip that lean I'm out
But you didn't help me out
And I need you to hold me down
And I need them M&M's
Stack bread to the ceiling fan
[?] need like ten bands
At front row waiving them hands
Back end again I'm counting
Your petty ass check and allowance
In the green room nigga still counting
[?] lil bro bout it
Hoes on my dick getting crowded
Reaching ass niggas they fowling
Water on the wrist I'm drowning
Then go sit down with my accountant