Zanny London - Flowerz Lyrics

Why are you going insane

I just want you to change

I put a flower on my whip

I put a flower on my bitch

1234, who's that knocking on my door

I can't even tell, I know these niggas creeping cause they're bored

I just want a pound till the flower ashes to the floor

I don't want that hoe cause she playing me for my dough

Why are you going insane

I just want you to change

Don't get caught in the fame

It's just a tricky game

I put a flower on my whip

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

I put a flower on my wrist

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

I put a flower on her

A flower on her, a flower on her, yea

I put a flower on my bitch

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

Anyway you ain't gang

So that means that you can't hang

Niggas selling souls, just for a little fame

Run it up run it up, with my lil boo thang

She suck it up she suck it up, then I tare her bootay, yea

Yeah she got some mood swings

In the bed she doing some um new things

Imma start a war, like it's a crucade

Why are you going insane

I just want you to change

Don't get caught in the fame

It's just a tricky game

I put a flower on my whip

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

I put a flower on my wrist

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

I put a flower on her

A flower on her, a flower on her, yea

I put a flower on my bitch

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

Now I'm crazy off the shits

I can get jiggy with the shits, yea

I can get shiggy with your bitch

She gonna get dizzy on my dick' yea

You a ride or die or what

Nothing more I just want your love

I'm just counting big bucks

Your bitch gonna eat my nut

Going crazy on a highway

He took a xan right on a Friday

Now he off a perk on Sundays

Diamonds froze just like an ice cream Sunday

Me and they boys gonna trap on a Monday

But we know that's your workday

Been getting bread since my birthday

Fucking your bitch but that's not your bae

Time to eat like a taco Tuesday

Post your girl right on a Wednesday

She throwing it back like a motherfucking Thursday

She chilling with me right on a Saturday

I put a flower on my whip

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

I put a flower on my wrist

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

I put a flower on my whip

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

I put a flower on my wrist

I put a flower on my bitch, yea

I put a flower on her

A flower on her, a flower on her, yea

I put a flower on my bitch

I put a flower on my bitch, yea