​balenciaga linen ?vierre cloud

[Intro]
(Vierre cloud)
Pour it up for me lad

[Chorus]
Sippin' Ricky out a sippy cup
Pour it up for me lad
Throw it all in the bag, throw it all in the bag
Tears of blood in my cup, tears of blood in my cup
Balenciaga on the linen bro
I'm smokin' OG hash in the hatchback
And I'm countin' bands like the NASDAQ
I fuck the bitches
I'm only smokin' billies I ain't fuckin' with the swishers

[Verse]
I spilled the lean on the sevens
I swear I died a couple times, I ain't never go to heaven
I met the devil at eleven
I swear to god, on my soul, [?]
The Gucci linen, Balenciaga fitted
Raff Simmons music, yeah, the money that's my mission
I got gems in my vision
'Cause I be jaded by the bitches
Still schemin' with my brothers
But they don't roll like that
Pour a four, smoke pills
I wanna die like that
Yeah, the plug hit my phone
And I ain't callin' him back
I'm in my lean-soaked clothes and I'm covered in racks
Uh, fuck, fuck