Flowers Out In May Lyrics

Dollars, I need commas, I can't let them get away, yeah

Count it, rubber band it, ima throw it in a safe, yeah

I'm a bread winner, let you have the second place, yeah

Smoking gas in public, blow it in a strangers face, yeah

Promise you I'm fine, don't you ask if I'm ok, yeah

On an one man journey, I'm just trying to find my way, yeah

Ain't got time for feelings, spend my time in outer space, yeah

Looking through her past, I can see she ain't have taste, yeah

After she eat dick, I prolly feed the hoe some steak

Ima have to pop out on you, cos you can not see my place

Take my heart up out my chest, cos I won't risk another break

Ima dub her if she crazy, promise you that's all it takes

Hit 120 on the highway, I don't got no time for breaks

Niggas peaking in the window, ima speed up, trying to race

Have to strap up with the seatbelt, cos this shit gone be unsafe

Police see me, ima juke them, I don't have time for the chase

Mary Jane, you know I'm smoking just to cure my mental state

Can not be committed to you, want to eat and have my cake

Promise you that ima always have no type, just like im Swae

Any girl can get the beats, but baby they not made by Dre

April shower on her face to bring the flowers out in may

He thought he got over on me, but revenge is underway

Put two K up on his head but basketball ain't what we play

Might just pop out to his crib, I got the drop on where he stay

Dollars, I need commas, I can't let them get away, yeah

Count it, rubber band it, ima throw it in a safe, yeah

Im a bread winner, let you have the second place, yeah

Smoking gas in public, blow it in a strangers face, yeah

Promise you I'm fine, don't you ask if I'm ok, yeah

On a one man journey, I'm just trying to find my way, yeah

Ain't got time for feelings, spend my time in outer space, yeah

Looking through her past, I can see she ain't have taste, yeah

Dollars, I need commas, I can't let them get away, yeah

Count it, rubber band it, ima throw it in a safe, yeah

I'm a bread winner, let you have the second place, yeah

Smoking gas in public, blow it in a strangers face, yeah

Promise you I'm fine, don't you ask if I'm ok, yeah

On a one man journey, I'm just trying to find my way, yeah

Ain't got time for feelings, spend my time in outer space, yeah

Looking through her past, I can see she ain't have taste, yeah