Berner - Cloudy Day (feat. Tuki Carter)


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Just another cloudy day

Room spinning, stuck on the couch
Canít think about nothing but weed
Itís a cloudy day, itís a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Donít care about no one but me
Itís a cloudy day.

Whatís the four cast, I tell the broke bitch get me more cash
and throw me piece signs when I roll pass
Iím ridiní dirty plus a shit ainít got no tags
thatís all bad like pretty girl with no ass Iím old fashion
money stackin the weed Iím passing, is top shelf
I ainít never had a bag I couldnít sell I couldnít do it well
mister always got something new to sell
I bet a few Benz and make a movie tell what shakes on
Iím asking baby girl whatís the new cup honey
Iím in my table just fucking off the drug money
my little humb boy trust in the plug from me
fuck the ground any cut to hide slug from me
Cloudy days the skyís gray Iím just chillin
watch the fame die thatís the none feeling
and I ainít satisfied with just one million
I need a hundred more and Iím gonna get it

Room spinning, stuck on the couch
Canít think about nothing but weed
Itís a cloudy day, itís a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Donít care about no one but me
Itís a cloudy day.

We rollin up these roll papers, we on cookies we on kay kays
Roll joints and we get hit as snookies hair
we make the room, we take the room and glow it down
And turn it in two that cloudy white air
My bitches they smoke too and got bitches who got bitches and got bitches
And these bitches is down for the turn up, role up
Light up, smoke up, we getting money, we ainít no dummy
So get them oddy as Iím getting us right there,
Iím on some kushy not some full shit, but I do this I ainít that green
I make that green, ride the green fool
I instagrams, and sixta grams and roll them three joints
Fool and now that two grams of insta win is three times is hot
Like Mac and Devon in high, school
They call me Tooth I got swag is in the bag you call me
Guess what, I will be right there

[x2]
Room spinning, stuck on the couch
Canít think about nothing but weed
Itís a cloudy day, itís a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Donít care about no one but me
Itís a cloudy day. Just another cloudy day

Room spinning, stuck on the couch
Canít think about nothing but weed
Itís a cloudy day, itís a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Donít care about no one but me
Itís a cloudy day.

Whatís the four cast, I tell the broke bitch get me more cash
and throw me piece signs when I roll pass
Iím ridiní dirty plus a shit ainít got no tags
thatís all bad like pretty girl with no ass Iím old fashion
money stackin the weed Iím passing, is top shelf
I ainít never had a bag I couldnít sell I couldnít do it well
mister always got something new to sell
I bet a few Benz and make a movie tell what shakes on
Iím asking baby girl whatís the new cup honey
Iím in my table just fucking off the drug money
my little humb boy trust in the plug from me
fuck the ground any cut to hide slug from me
Cloudy days the skyís gray Iím just chillin
watch the fame die thatís the none feeling
and I ainít satisfied with just one million
I need a hundred more and Iím gonna get it

Room spinning, stuck on the couch
Canít think about nothing but weed
Itís a cloudy day, itís a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Donít care about no one but me
Itís a cloudy day.

We rollin up these roll papers, we on cookies we on kay kays
Roll joints and we get hit as snookies hair
we make the room, we take the room and glow it down
And turn it in two that cloudy white air
My bitches they smoke too and got bitches who got bitches and got bitches
And these bitches is down for the turn up, role up
Light up, smoke up, we getting money, we ainít no dummy
So get them oddy as Iím getting us right there,
Iím on some kushy not some full shit, but I do this I ainít that green
I make that green, ride the green fool
I instagrams, and sixta grams and roll them three joints
Fool and now that two grams of insta win is three times is hot
Like Mac and Devon in high, school
They call me Tooth I got swag is in the bag you call me
Guess what, I will be right there

[x2]
Room spinning, stuck on the couch
Canít think about nothing but weed
Itís a cloudy day, itís a cloudy day.
Just another cloudy day
Just lost in my thoughts,
Donít care about no one but me
Itís a cloudy day.
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