What Kinda Flower Is This

BACK AND FORTH, HOW WE GO BACK AND FORTH

WHAT’RE MY SECRETS? WHAT’RE YU ASKIN FOR?

I spoke to goddess on goddess on goddess I’m god-x

I’m hot like late august and I’m feeling lawless in office

I promisse I’m modest you novice cuz you finding solace in cash in yo pockets

Downtrodden colossus might flex like adonis then step on your caracas

My niggas exotic and smoking on yoxic the shit that we toking might have you neurotic

Neurosis when I up the dosage when I’m feeling hopeless

And I need ya closeness so I got you roses

I noticed you notice I know that you know that I know this the magic im wielding is Golden I may let you hold it you say that you magic now show it

I do not believe you so prove it my magic ain’t never been stolen I’m chosen