Lyrics Oliver Francis – yeenreally

Electronic Voice:
Cloud Boys
Cloud Boys
Cloud Boys

Oliver:
Ey, tripping on lean with your bitch
Boy you know what it is (you know what it is)
Rollin’ and blowin’ the swish’ (the swish’)
With a blunt to my lips (with a blunt to my lips)
I give no fuck who you with (who you with)
I unload on you bitch
Dou dou dou dou, dou dou dou dou
Unload on your clique

Purple the color the shit that we sipping
In my fucking whip (and in my fuckin’ whip)
I’m in the whip with a bitch
With my dick
And a blunt to my lips (and a blunt to my lips)
Fucking the bitch
With the gold on my dick
And the gold on my wrist (and the gold on my wrist)
Maybe I fuck around
Spend me a quarter million on my crib (on my crib)

Word around town is that Oli and cloudboys is off of this shit (off of this shit)
Word around town is that Oli is totin’ the extendo clip (extendo clip)
Word around town is that I got the little bad beam on you bitch (fuck)
Word around town if you fuck with a cloudboy then you gon’ get chipped (then you gon’ get chipped)

Gra, gra, gra
I know you a bitch (I know you a bitch)

You never seen these kicks
Boy I’m no mothafucking bitch
I don’t really give a fuck
Cause I’m with the chips
And If you fuck with the Cloudboys
You gonna get chipped
They seen that I been with the chips
?
And I mothafuckin’ stay seen on the tip
And they come to admire my fuckin’ hits
And I border the line in the fuckin’ whip

Ye’en really with-
Ye’en really fucking with a boy
Ye’en really talking shit
Ye’en really sayin’ nothing to me
Ye’en really know I’m no homie
Ye’en really totin’ no guns away, you feel me
Ye’en really feel me
Ye’en really sipping on Henny
Ye’en got bitches, I got plenty
Ye’en really getting no money
Ye’en really sayin’ nothin’ to me
Sayin’ nothin’ to me, bitch

Electronic Voice:
Cloud Boys
Cloud Boys
Cloud Boys
Cloud Boys