Of Course We Ghetto Flowers (feat. Playboi Carti & Offset)

Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Uhm, she shake it fast
 Yeah, she drop it slow
 Huh, what, yeah
 Neck on froze
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Uhm, she shake it fast
 Yeah, she drop it slow
 Huh, what, yeah
 Neck on froze
 Yeah, what, diamonds all on my teeth
 Walk around Christian Loubs, diamonds all on my sneaks
 You a broke boy got bad luck, don't even talk to me
 You know his girlfriend stalk on me, drop the mic and don't walk to me
 Foreign, foreign whip it, yeah, what is it called
 Pull up in that shit lil' bitch, yeah, like a boss
 Had a lil' bitch from down south, yeah, put that shit all in her mouth, ay
 Eatin' on veggies and salmon, ay, no I'm not eatin' no trout
 Boy you a bitch, boy you a snitch, heard you gon' bring them cops out
 Talkin' that shit, you ain't on shit, really you ain't gon' pop out
 Gettin' money that's why they hate on me, still on that paper route
 Hit so hard I pulled out, ass so fat called time out
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Uhm, she shake it fast
 Yeah, she drop it slow
 Huh, what, yeah
 Neck on froze
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Uhm, she shake it fast
 Yeah, she drop it slow
 Huh, what, yeah
 Neck on froze
 Fly to L.A. for a week, and I got Rick on my tee
 And I got Rick on my feet, choppa on me, saggin' my jeans
 And I put that on big B's, ay, shoutout G Weed
 I got yo ho on the team, runnin' them laps just like a meet
 Hunnid bands on the Goyard, ooh
 And I got goons in my yard, ooh
 We can rock out like guitars, ooh
 Ho I got lean I got bars, ooh, ho I got lean I got bars, ooh
 Ho I fuck hookers on hard, ooh
 She fuck with me I go hard, ho I'm on lean I'm on stars
 Uh, ay, now we on top of my car
 Uh, lookin' at stars like I made it far
 Uh, Look at my chain, glow in the dark
 What, ya thot give brain, she goin' hard
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Uhm, she shake it fast
 Yeah, she drop it slow
 Huh, what, yeah, neck on froze
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Uhm, she shake it fast
 Yeah, she drop it slow
 Huh, what, yeah, neck on froze
 Choppa that's full auto, kickflip bitch, Otto
 Dressed in all black, sharp as a tack
 Cut that bitch off, Zoro
 (Offset!)
 I took your bitch, yeah you lost, told her come fuck with some bosses
 Invited that bitch to my loft, hold on bitch, take your shoes off
 The sauce I been drippin', the sauce I been drippin'
 No, I'm not trustin' these bitches
 No, I don't fuck with these snitches, no
 Uzi got choppas, extensions
 How come I'm all in her mentions, ay, and my Rollie three dimensional
 Bitches dangerous like Mystikal, these niggas clone you, get your chemicals
 Twin choppers they identical, my hands in everything, got tentacles
 Poppin' percys like the minerals, fuck you my hand on my genitals
 When on the stage I got adrenaline, bout' to flex up on my enemies
 I don't need negative energy, these niggas not who they pretend to be
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Uhm, she shake it fast
 Yeah, she drop it slow
 Huh, what, yeah
 Neck on froze
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Woah, woah, woah, woah
 Uhm, she shake it fast
 Yeah, she drop it slow
 Huh, what, yeah
 Neck on froze