ryster, ericdoa - flowers lyrics
[ryster, ericdoa - flowers lyrics]
Neilaworld glasear
And the flowers are dying
I'm sipping' in 1942, feel like I'm flying
Bitch, look at my belt, it's Orion
I'm 'bout to dive inside
Your bitch, fuck that, i slide in
And the flowers are dying
I'm sipping in 1942, feel like I'm flying
Bitch, look at my belt, it's Orion
I'm 'bout to dive inside
Your bitch, fuck that, i slide in
Okay, it's D-O-A and ryster goin' spastic
Yeah, hop in a whip
Go fuckin' 80 through the traffic
Ain't counting up no bands
I keep that shit in plastic
Ayy, you thought you was on, but you
Not, boy, that must be tragic, i'm laughin'
I know you upset boy
'cause this ain't what you thought it was
Yeah, remember all that shit you said
And what you thought it was
Yeah, I hop inside a GLS
I used to take the bus
Yeah, I had to cut a couple friends
'cause they was fake as fuck
Yeah, ridin' 'round the city
With motherfucking ericdoa
Phineas and Ferb, what did you do today?
Yeah, fast and the furious
I can never slam the brakes
Feelin' like Lebron
Had to take my talent down to LA
Yeah, look at the colors on my belt
That shit look like M&M's
Yeah, used to be so down bad
But now I pull up in a Benz
Ridin' with my brothers, feel like Drake
I don't need no new friends
On top of the world, baby
I ain't got no time to make new friends
And the flowers are dying
I'm sipping in 1942, feel like I'm flying
Bitch, look at my belt, it's Orion
I'm 'bout to dive inside
Your bitch, fuck that, i slide in
And the flowers are dying
I'm sipping in 1942, feel like I'm flying
Bitch, look at my belt, it's Orion
I'm 'bout to dive inside
Your bitch, fuck that, i slide in
And the flowers are dying
I'm sipping' in 1942, feel like I'm flying
Bitch, look at my belt, it's Orion
I'm 'bout to dive inside
Your bitch, fuck that, i slide in
And the flowers are dying
I'm sipping in 1942, feel like I'm flying
Bitch, look at my belt, it's Orion
I'm 'bout to dive inside
Your bitch, fuck that, i slide in
Okay, it's D-O-A and ryster goin' spastic
Yeah, hop in a whip
Go fuckin' 80 through the traffic
Ain't counting up no bands
I keep that shit in plastic
Ayy, you thought you was on, but you
Not, boy, that must be tragic, i'm laughin'
I know you upset boy
'cause this ain't what you thought it was
Yeah, remember all that shit you said
And what you thought it was
Yeah, I hop inside a GLS
I used to take the bus
Yeah, I had to cut a couple friends
'cause they was fake as fuck
Yeah, ridin' 'round the city
With motherfucking ericdoa
Phineas and Ferb, what did you do today?
Yeah, fast and the furious
I can never slam the brakes
Feelin' like Lebron
Had to take my talent down to LA
Yeah, look at the colors on my belt
That shit look like M&M's
Yeah, used to be so down bad
But now I pull up in a Benz
Ridin' with my brothers, feel like Drake
I don't need no new friends
On top of the world, baby
I ain't got no time to make new friends
And the flowers are dying
I'm sipping in 1942, feel like I'm flying
Bitch, look at my belt, it's Orion
I'm 'bout to dive inside
Your bitch, fuck that, i slide in
And the flowers are dying
I'm sipping in 1942, feel like I'm flying
Bitch, look at my belt, it's Orion
I'm 'bout to dive inside
Your bitch, fuck that, i slide in