Nimbus

[Intro]
That's the good gas right there
It’s got the crystals on it
Shit man I swear I wrote this whole joint in like three hours
(That shit got my throat dry)
I just got my weed back-up too
(Where the water at?)

[Verse 1]
Said I just ran out of weed I just re-up right now
Said I'm high as a motherfucker, right now
All that hootin' and that hollerin’ gon' make me come down
Bitch I'm comin' down throat in your favorite part of town
She say why the fuck you always out of bounds
Pull up with the pound she say finally the herb come around
She say finally you nerd is going down
So absurd its profound nothin' like it i'm the weirdest nigga 'round
Its Spokane with a hundred round dab to put me out
Bring em out
Smoker lungs bitch bring 'em out
Don’t be puffin’ on my joint if its gon' make you tap out
Don’t be touchin' on my dick if you won't put it in yo mouth
All that gossip you be on you need to calm yo ass down
Who the loudest of the loud?
Proudest of the crowd?
Knockin' niggas off
Kickin’ bitches out
Kickin' big shit
Feet out on the couch
Dick out on the arm rest and she pressed against the ground
At my favorite bus stop and I ain't been here in a while
Haven't texted in a minute always down for something wild
Always up for an adventure that's what kind of bitch I'm 'bout
Steady turnin' niggas on but then turn them niggas down
Stay curvin' motherfucka's like the curb against the ground
Stayin' on the highest fashion like it's going out of style (wow)
Thicker than a brick I might destroy this bitch's house
Fuck animal style I be pullin' in n out

[Bridge]
Said I just ran out of weed I just
Oh shit hold on
Gimmie a second that shit is kinda strong
Wait let me see it one time
(Nigga you took five hits)
Said I just ran out of weed
I'm tryna' get hold on
Said I just ran out of weed
I just re-up right now

[Verse 2]
Like the flu I been passin' my phone number 'round
I'm like finally them hoes come around
She like finally I found you I been searchin' for your page for a while
Finally I'm 'bout to lay that ass down I was puffin' on a pound
I gotta keep a lot of those now
I'm stayin' out by the Galapagos now archipelago
Chez I got the heat to make a volcano ask if you can turn the heat down
No concern for these clowns
Smokin' third degree pounds that's gon' burn me
Now I got her gat bang yearnin' tryna' cut me like surgery
Come vanilla soft serve me in the rag top swervin'
Champion gas seven six doctor Irving
Bring em out
Smoker lungs bitch bring em out
Don't be chiefin' on my reef if its gon' make you tap out
Three stoned and dabbed out she start pullin' tabs out
I'm already in the zone that's gon' knock a nigga down