Clouds - Heisenberg Lyrics

Feel like Heisenberg, I'm back to moving bundles
Had to slow down, I was my top f*cking customer
I'm only smoking backwoods, never smoked no fronto
I told her suck my dick, she said I'll do it pronto
I'm like rondo, keep a number nine on stocko
You don't even know it, you would think they call me rocko
I'm looking for ingredients, want the cheese like a oaxaco
I just bought a new pint, I'm pouring up like half the bottle
That bitch acting timid, but I still turn her on
I don't run my shit through no one, say whatever that I want
My gun it got some taste buds that'll taste you just because
My xanny plug got out, I'm boutta touch him with this tongue
No stopping for this green, but yet I run through the red lights
Collecting all these leaves, you would think that it's autumn time
These drugs the only thing that's left, I cannot see the right
I don't wanna die, but I don't really wanna fight
Call him applesauce, I take the tree off from his top
Ain't a thing that I be in it, bitch I think outside the box
I just copped a f*cking chicken, brodie mailed up a boat
I've been counting up them digits, you would think I'm writing code
I've been sober for a minute, boutta pop myself a perk
I begin and start to feel it, coming in like it's a herd
And my name is all you thinking, it is all that you done heard
You might think you read the bible with the wisdom in this verse
Perk with new mix got me jaded, got it passed border patrol
Shoutout to the homie Tony, only bro I know won't fold
Memeber getting none for Christmas, Santa gave me bunch of coals
You can say I'm on the naughty list, at the top of the scroll
F*ck the giving and receiving, had to get it on my own
Many things I claim myself, I will not lie that I done stole
Making all your homies crash out, you would think I'm a pothole
And I make my spot so obvious, you would think I had a mole
You would think I had a mole
And my line is filled with customers, like come shop at my store
Come support your local business, I got deals at my store
Like I'm headed to the top, come and play a special role
Serving out them super bowls
I ain't chick fil a cause on them Sundays I ain't ever closed
Confusing all these sucker, they can't imitate my flow
You wanna flex yourself but don't have any shit to show
Like brodie don't you know, I'm done with all that shit
Like nah I'm f*cking lying, I ain't ever gone quit
I told my bitch just shut up, I don't wanna hear that shit
I tell her that I'm sober while nodding off a fifth
I spice shit up like Buffalo, I only want the bills
Got a full buttercup and I'm eating recess pieces
I'm empty on the inside, hope these drugs they get me filled
Transparent with my wording, it's apparent what I'm meaning