The 9th Cloud - Melly Runtz Lyrics

Um, okay, I just feel weird I never say that
Um, Knife Clive, Clive, Clive, Clive
I'm rolling dope steel I got murder on my mind
We grinding, I'm finna burn you See after my time with this one

It be looking perfect, isn't it I rolled her up tight but not too tight
I like my women petite But I like my twins obese
Red wine sipper, fine dining line skipper
I'm never late, I've just arrived, nickel

And I keep my pride on my shoulders still I ride to the shoulders here
I feel like one up, you can't keep up with me
I smoke so much they think I'm hurting inside
They just can't f*ck with me, they mad as hell about it

And I don't give a f*ck real
I'm rolling dope steel I got murder on my mind
We grinding, I'm finna burn you See after my time with this one
It be looking perfect, isn't it I rolled her up tight but not too tight

I'm rolling dope steel I got murder on my mind
We grinding, I'm finna burn you See after my time with this one
It be looking perfect, isn't it I rolled her up tight but not too tight
See I got murder on my mind still

People playing on my mind still
Taking my kindness for a kind will
I still got get back, I need to get back
Yeah, but I'ma get it back

My life get really rocky
I don't know who plotting
I don't know who watching
But I'm ready for the static

Yeah, ready for action
Yeah, tools clapping
Bitch, I'm happy
Yeah, bitch, what's happening

Yeah, cuz what's cracking
Don't make me pop your shit
Pull up a 36 and fire your shit
Nigga, you a whole lot of ho out here

Nigga, you a whole lot of bum out here
Feel them talking heavy gums round here
And when I'm with your main bitch
It's a whole lot of cum round here, nigga

Um, Knife Clive