Wiz Khalifa, Big Sean, Curren$y - Flowers lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
Big Seant [Sean Michael Leonard Anderson] Santa Monica, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, Big Sean, Curren$y - Flowers lyrics]
Yeah, play me something aight
I don't want no, um, no oh oh ohh, ohh
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
Keeping it G and sticking to the plan
Of getting rich and burying all my
Money in the desert sand
Wasn't no stroke of luck, I played my hand
Man I’ve been up here for hours
Fingers tired from rolling every gram
And now my cheese ain't just American
Cause I get overseas money
Everywhere I go, somebody scream for me
Looking out the window
My hotel room in Vegas
Thinking, "How the fuck could you hate this?"
Half of these people ain't
Real niggas shapeshift
Thats why I’m smoking OG til I’m weightless
Yeah and my homies are Taylor Gang
We rolling up papers and yeah
Of course they gon hate
But fuck what they say cause
We gon stay the same
Higher than hell, flyer than Delta
Niggas try and fail
Think it's time you fired everyone
Hired to help ya
Getting all this bread, wanna know why
I could tell ya other than that, yeah
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
Yeah, OG got first seasons of BAPE, BBC
Make cake from CDs, mixtape shit for free
Either way I go 100% all game
48 minutes, no bench sitting at all, mane
Y’all may have thought stoners
Would fall off schedule
But we ahead of you due
To these medical power laws
Preserve jars open
Herb in the bars I'm quoting
And the times I ain't, on hemp pages
I wrote it for your speakers to smoke it
Now pan on them lenses and
Focus on the dopest
In the Mitchell and Ness Marino
See how far back I’ve been quoted
And they hoe suckas know that
From Spitta they styles stolen
I ain't mad though, I’m glad though
Thought I’d feel a little bit
Different being a dad yo, yeah bro
Wiz smoked out the BET Awards
I wrapped up my Jet Life tour
That's why them bitches roll
That weed for us, nigga
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
They wanna roll like me
Cause I’m living life like it's
No police or I’m overseas
I’m watching no smoking signs
Just rolling weed
Cause it’s the motherfucking life when
You roll with G’s (boi)
Dissing these bitches, you entertained
You tell her you love her too
I tell her she’s out her brain
I’m on the road to the millies
I started on Penny Lane
Now the bandwagon is packed
You might could hop on the train
At the top, so now her top all off
I never pay hoes, I only pay cops off
And tell these niggas they gotta
Take that disguise off i’m from Detroit
We eat you little hoes alive with hot sauce
Fucking bitch
I might come a little tardy though
Fatty rolled, Chris Farley smoke
You niggas rolling up Barley bro
I’m all-green as the safari’s go
You bitches already know
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
I don't want no, um, no oh oh ohh, ohh
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
Keeping it G and sticking to the plan
Of getting rich and burying all my
Money in the desert sand
Wasn't no stroke of luck, I played my hand
Man I’ve been up here for hours
Fingers tired from rolling every gram
And now my cheese ain't just American
Cause I get overseas money
Everywhere I go, somebody scream for me
Looking out the window
My hotel room in Vegas
Thinking, "How the fuck could you hate this?"
Half of these people ain't
Real niggas shapeshift
Thats why I’m smoking OG til I’m weightless
Yeah and my homies are Taylor Gang
We rolling up papers and yeah
Of course they gon hate
But fuck what they say cause
We gon stay the same
Higher than hell, flyer than Delta
Niggas try and fail
Think it's time you fired everyone
Hired to help ya
Getting all this bread, wanna know why
I could tell ya other than that, yeah
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
Yeah, OG got first seasons of BAPE, BBC
Make cake from CDs, mixtape shit for free
Either way I go 100% all game
48 minutes, no bench sitting at all, mane
Y’all may have thought stoners
Would fall off schedule
But we ahead of you due
To these medical power laws
Preserve jars open
Herb in the bars I'm quoting
And the times I ain't, on hemp pages
I wrote it for your speakers to smoke it
Now pan on them lenses and
Focus on the dopest
In the Mitchell and Ness Marino
See how far back I’ve been quoted
And they hoe suckas know that
From Spitta they styles stolen
I ain't mad though, I’m glad though
Thought I’d feel a little bit
Different being a dad yo, yeah bro
Wiz smoked out the BET Awards
I wrapped up my Jet Life tour
That's why them bitches roll
That weed for us, nigga
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
They wanna roll like me
Cause I’m living life like it's
No police or I’m overseas
I’m watching no smoking signs
Just rolling weed
Cause it’s the motherfucking life when
You roll with G’s (boi)
Dissing these bitches, you entertained
You tell her you love her too
I tell her she’s out her brain
I’m on the road to the millies
I started on Penny Lane
Now the bandwagon is packed
You might could hop on the train
At the top, so now her top all off
I never pay hoes, I only pay cops off
And tell these niggas they gotta
Take that disguise off i’m from Detroit
We eat you little hoes alive with hot sauce
Fucking bitch
I might come a little tardy though
Fatty rolled, Chris Farley smoke
You niggas rolling up Barley bro
I’m all-green as the safari’s go
You bitches already know
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up
Roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't