Smino - Garden Lady lyrics
Smino [Christopher Smith Jr.] St. Louis, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Smino - Garden Lady lyrics]
If you vibrate low, don't
Bumble-bum-buzz my way
Sweet money, heavy on the hundreds
Honeycomb have yo' way shit be so damn funny
I could just laugh all day
You live in the past that's why ya dome heavy
All the nostalgia caught me sloppy
The future unknown but all this preparin'
It got me anxiety fire up the za-zy
Feel more pleasant in the present
Smoke my resin, get my rest in
I ain't been pickin' the phone up
Leave me alone, I'm in
California tryna get on, i wanna go home
Take a moment, it's amazing
(Take a moment it's amazing)
Take a moment and embrace it slowly
(Take a moment and embrace it)
Everything you ever want and spoke out loud
It just popped up in ya face, lil' homie
(It just popped ya in face, homie)
Imagine me takin' this for granted, granted
(yeah)
My garden lady said the future is now (Homie)
Got to water the odds so we can even shit out
(Homie) shawty what are the odds that we
Can work this shit out? Namaste for a while
Hey, where you going so fast?
Things you rush won't last
Caught up, got so caught up (Caught up)
Felt so stupid (Stupid)
Got so caught up (Caught up)
Dumb dumb, doofus (Doofus)
Hey, don't blame yourself
If you vibrate low, don't
Bumble-bum-buzz my way (Caught up)
Sweet money, heavy on the hundreds
Honeycomb have yo' way shit be so damn funny
I could just laugh all day
Shit wicked right now nigga
And y'all tryna giggle
A lot of this shit ain't funny, nigga
You lost me and you
'Cause I lost me in you, I'm exhausted
Really the truth is I offered too much
I done turned to a voucher
For your actions and mine
Like they actually combined
Got your back you got mine
On yo' mattress brainin' me
Really attached to ya spine
Ghetto and gorgeous she like it
My Casanegro's invited
Ball my fist up the tightest
They thought I caught arthritis
Wrote it composed it and sold it
Ethiopia signed it
Got them steppers beside me
My brothers just like the Isleys
Still, I don't promote violence
I like 'em bowlegged and Kountry with
Somethin' to eat I'm invited to ya OG house
'cause she like what that boy
Right there be singing 'bout
And she don't want her daughter
With them goofys no how
Imagine me taking this for granted
Imagine me taking this for
Ay, cuz this Groove, mane
Ay, man
Grandma just got her knee surgery she
Told me to hit you
She need somethin' to dance to
Bumble-bum-buzz my way
Sweet money, heavy on the hundreds
Honeycomb have yo' way shit be so damn funny
I could just laugh all day
You live in the past that's why ya dome heavy
All the nostalgia caught me sloppy
The future unknown but all this preparin'
It got me anxiety fire up the za-zy
Feel more pleasant in the present
Smoke my resin, get my rest in
I ain't been pickin' the phone up
Leave me alone, I'm in
California tryna get on, i wanna go home
Take a moment, it's amazing
(Take a moment it's amazing)
Take a moment and embrace it slowly
(Take a moment and embrace it)
Everything you ever want and spoke out loud
It just popped up in ya face, lil' homie
(It just popped ya in face, homie)
Imagine me takin' this for granted, granted
(yeah)
My garden lady said the future is now (Homie)
Got to water the odds so we can even shit out
(Homie) shawty what are the odds that we
Can work this shit out? Namaste for a while
Hey, where you going so fast?
Things you rush won't last
Caught up, got so caught up (Caught up)
Felt so stupid (Stupid)
Got so caught up (Caught up)
Dumb dumb, doofus (Doofus)
Hey, don't blame yourself
If you vibrate low, don't
Bumble-bum-buzz my way (Caught up)
Sweet money, heavy on the hundreds
Honeycomb have yo' way shit be so damn funny
I could just laugh all day
Shit wicked right now nigga
And y'all tryna giggle
A lot of this shit ain't funny, nigga
You lost me and you
'Cause I lost me in you, I'm exhausted
Really the truth is I offered too much
I done turned to a voucher
For your actions and mine
Like they actually combined
Got your back you got mine
On yo' mattress brainin' me
Really attached to ya spine
Ghetto and gorgeous she like it
My Casanegro's invited
Ball my fist up the tightest
They thought I caught arthritis
Wrote it composed it and sold it
Ethiopia signed it
Got them steppers beside me
My brothers just like the Isleys
Still, I don't promote violence
I like 'em bowlegged and Kountry with
Somethin' to eat I'm invited to ya OG house
'cause she like what that boy
Right there be singing 'bout
And she don't want her daughter
With them goofys no how
Imagine me taking this for granted
Imagine me taking this for
Ay, cuz this Groove, mane
Ay, man
Grandma just got her knee surgery she
Told me to hit you
She need somethin' to dance to