Flowers (Feat. Curren$y, Big Sean)

Yeah, play me something aight I don't want no, uh, no Oh oh ohh ohh Hook: Wiz Khalifa 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 Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa 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, I think it's time you fired everyone hired to help you Getting all this bread, wanna know why, I could tell you Other than that Hook: Wiz Khalifa 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 Verse 2: Curren$y Yeah OG got first seasons of BAPE, BBC Make cake from CDs, mixtape shit for free Either way I go one hundred percent, all game Forty eight minutes, no bench sitting at all man 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 ho 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 Hook: Wiz Khalifa 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 Verse 3: Big Sean 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 band wagon is packed, you might could hop on the train At the top, so now her top all off 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 Hook: Wiz Khalifa 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