Cloud Running

All the smoke up in the air Bitches know I run it (Sketo) Cashing out like I don't care Know I'm throwing hundreds (Yeah) Oh I'm cloud-running, woah (That's right) Oh I'm cloud-running, woah (Let's go) Tipping it back, I'm flushing a shot Bitches get nasty, thinking I'm not (Bow, bow) I'm in the light and I'm flooding the spot Ya'll is my kiddos, I'm wiping yo snot (Brr) I'm with the ones who is running it up Bitch, I'm the one who gon say its enough (Bow, bow, bow) Breathin your air, I'm breathin your puff Undoin buttons, I loosen the cuff (Retro) We do it live, you already know Line up the dust, yea, we doing blow (Brr, brr) Already down, yea, they on the floor Head at the ceiling, I'm in control I'm 18, like a Jetta Move to the backseat if I tell her Rolling my blunt, yea, if I let her It's in yo best interest to do better (Woah) She mine inna day, yea I'm in my prime She tryna get in, she get in the line Say I know her, no, I never I get the drip, yea, getting wetter Grabbing my arm, she know she mine I'm on the clock, like all the time (Bow, bow) I had like 15, I forget her They mighta spiked shit like I set her (Boom, boom) All the smoke up in the air (Yeah, yeah) Bitches know I run it Cashing out like I don't care Know I'm throwing hundreds (Yeah) Oh I'm cloud-running, woah (Alright) Oh I'm cloud-running, woah (Yeah) In yo lungs and you might choke Bitches got the heady On your lips before I spoke You done know I'm ready (Bow) Oh I'm cloud-running, woah Oh I'm cloud-running, woah (Sketo) I got the gold in the blue like I'm Messi I'm getting high with the bar to impress me Call me Tyreek with the ball, you ain't catch me (Yeah) Alla the opps on my ass like they zesty (What, what) Roll in the Benz, she doing the bends Getting this product, means to an end She in my bed Getting it messy again Shawty gon twirl and she spin Drinkin this red like I'm gonna ascend Set the foundation, you bitches blend (Yeah) In with the crowd and in with the fans (Yeah, yeah) Get me the rubber, and I'm talking bands Got her a pen and she give me the digits One hand on the watch cause I don't need the minutes I pull up get high how I'm pushing the limits This little bitch quiet how I can hear crickets (Shh, shh) I know I exhibit How imma go pass all these midgets This lil boy ain't sell no tickets I'm Lesch with the snippets (Right) I'm traveling, ain't with the pivots I know that she scheduling visits She'll never admit it (That's right) But she wanting me, she religious She jump on me like she with ribbots I'm cutting the ribbons Yea, I got the key to the city The government know I'm ambitious (Yeah) All the smoke up in the air Bitches know I run it (Sketo) Cashing out like I don't care Know I'm throwing hundreds (Yeah, yeah) Oh I'm cloud-running, woah (Yeah) Oh I'm cloud-running, woah (That's right) In yo lungs and you might choke Bitches got the heady On your lips before I spoke You done know I'm ready (Yeah, yeah) Oh I'm cloud-running, woah Oh I'm cloud-running, woah