[Hook]
Clouds go round like a carousel (woo),
Puff too quick, can’t hide the smell,
High-speed rap in a wishing well,
Words so fast they could break the spell.
Up in the sky, I don’t need no wings,
Weed in my chest make the fire sing,
Fast like lightning, smoke that spring,
Carousel spin when the blunt takes swing.
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[Verse 1]
Roll that leaf like a wheel on crack,
Tongue on fire when the beat go smack,
Puff too strong, never hold shit back,
Words unload like a verbal attack.
High-speed cyclone, brain on spin,
Cloud in my throat when the smoke runs thin,
Fuck one drag, I’ma take it again,
Bars so sharp cut steel, break skin.
Fast like a jet when I lift this mic,
Blaze in my chest when the sparks ignite,
Weed on deck, yeah I’m set all night,
Tongue too quick, can’t catch that flight.
Every line hit like a bassline crash,
Words so fast make the world move past,
Smoke in the air, let the tempo clash,
Ride that beat like a blunt gone flash.
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[Verse 2]
Rapid delivery, smoke in artillery,
High-speed villainy, flow auxiliary,
Weed in my lungs got me spitting infinity,
Fast tongue weapon, I rip with agility.
Spin like wheels when the track go hard,
Lungs full fire like a deck of cards,
One more spark, let the beat bombard,
Puff too quick and I leave y’all charred.
Weed in my pocket, my flow don’t wait,
Tongue too sharp when I cut that slate,
Fast lane bars never hesitate,
Words so quick make the beat irate.
Fuck slow flows, I’m a verbal jet,
Smoke cloud high and I ain’t done yet,
Bars on blaze when the beat offset,
High-speed tongue got the crowd all wet.
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[Hook]
Clouds go round like a carousel (woo),
Puff too quick, can’t hide the smell,
High-speed rap in a wishing well,
Words so fast they could break the spell.
Up in the sky, I don’t need no wings,
Weed in my chest make the fire sing,
Fast like lightning, smoke that spring,
Carousel spin when the blunt takes swing.
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[Verse 3]
Spark that shit when the beat go boom,
Tongue too fast like I bend that room,
High on smoke in a sonic zoom,
Weed in my chest like a sonic plume.
Flick that Bic and I light that loud,
Fast like thunder, I shake that crowd,
Puff in my lungs make the tempo proud,
Words stack quick like a smoke-stack cloud.
Weed in my hand, I don’t wait, I dash,
High-speed spit make the verses clash,
Bars on fire when the hook come crash,
Smoke too thick but I cut that flash.
Fast, no brakes, I don’t choke, I ride,
Puff too strong but the flow won’t hide,
Weed in my soul when I spark that pride,
Cloud on cloud till the stars collide.
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[Hook – Outro]
Clouds go round like a carousel,
Puff too quick, can’t hide the smell,
Fast tongue runner, break that spell,
Ride that smoke till the night rebel.
Up in the sky, I don’t need no wings,
Weed in my chest make the fire sing,
Fast like lightning, smoke that spring,
Carousel spin when the blunt takes swing.
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