Flower Man ft. Doe Bades Lyrics

Don't wanna drink but bro I've been sipping

I know I'm average, but now i be kinging

My big black John wick is now John weakling

Can't explain what i feel but i know numb is the feeling

I'm in the room with the most high and the most high

Don't know about holy smokes but I'm the most high

In my face i got the most eyes

Like 3 or 4, bro i don't know - I

Got the petty feeling that I'll need more ice

Cos without the Cubans i still got the most ice

Feeling fly driving my dick into more thighs

Life's a gamble, i know so i need no dice

I'm aiming for paradise

This weeds a parasite

So I'm out

Air tight

​Getting stoned up

​Slim eyes

​And i'm fucked up

​Living like autopilot

​Rolling up

​Till i pass out

​Pass the lean

​Let me zone out

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​I don't want no stress (Nah)

​Waiting for the next puff

​I just wanna get fucked up

​No time for no drama

​

​Aint doing no chit chat

​Put the weed in the rizzla

​Lace it up with the lean now

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​Mofuckers in the bando

​Doing crack, i don't do pipe

​Gimme weed, let me get high

I just wanna get fucked up

Purple rain

Getting lean in my fucking vein

Doing rap just to ease the pain

No love

Just maryjane

Two royal highness

But I'm kinging the kingdom

All hail wisdom blunt

Lighting up and I'm taking shots

Lot of pictures in my head

Too stressed to spit it out

Getting drowsy

Popping lean till I pass out

My voice getting cracked now

I'm seeing illusions

Lost in my thoughts

I just let it all go

Keep losing track of my thoughts

Thinking bout what I'm thinking

That's a lot of thinking

This shii be giving migraine

I'm thinking Franklin

I'm thinking green

Thinking my weed

Damn I love this feeling

Smoking weed on a plane

Getting twice high

Need for weed

Weed for speed

If smoking a sin

See you all inhale

Fuck that let's get high

High, all the time

I be leaving the sky blue sky

Going to a different sky

Oh fuck another planet

Air tight

​Getting stoned up (No air)

​Slim eyes

​And i'm fucked up (Gone)

​Living like autopilot (On God)

​Rolling up

​Till i pass out

​Pass the lean

​Let me zone out

​

​I don't want no stress (Nah)

​Waiting for the next puff

I ​just wanna get fucked up

​No time for no drama

​

​Aint doing no chit chat (Nah)

​Put weed in the rizzla

​Lace it up with the lean now (Roll up)

​

​Mofuckers in the bando

​Doing crack, i don't do pipe (I don't do)

​Gimme weed, let me get high

I just wanna get fucked up

Should i take the next puff

​Or do i pass it

​Puff puff pass

​But i'm never passing

​This shit is high grade

​I'm talking Compton

​I'm talking Denver

​Shii you never wanna mess with

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​I'm taking the next flight

​Ain't got a ticket

​But I'm flying first class

​Weed is my business

​All i make is profit

​Thinking of my losses

​But i think i lost it

​Next flow in the closet

​Coz it's on some deep shit

​You might need a plumber

Coz ​I keep on dripping

​And it's Slim eyes

​Coz the future too bright

ICell