Wiz Khalifa — Flowers

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] Yeah, play me something aight I don't want no, um, 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 O.G. 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, think it's time you fired everyone hired to help ya Getting all this bread, wanna know why, I could tell ya Other than that, yeah [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, O.G. got first seasons of BAPE, BBC Make cake from CDs, mixtape shit for free Either way I go 100% all game 48 minutes, no bench sitting at all, mane 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 hoe 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 bandwagon is packed, you might could hop on the train At the top, so now her top all off I 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