Red Flowers lyrics
by Quality Control
[Chorus]
n*gga, I want a hundred bands and some red flowers
I just scammed this white boy in the Trump Towers
If my n*gga get a bag, guess what its size?
Put that pus*y on his ass, gave him new powers
He give up his credit card 'cause he love my face card
My boo got us a new crib for a fresh start
Should've seen they face when I hopped out that double-R
The biggest penthouse in this b*tch and got a couple cars
[Verse]
Look inside the mirror, goddamn, I'm that b*tch
What's inside my Birkin? Got a drum and a switch
Straight on these n*ggas, but walk with a switch (Ah)
He wanna get nasty, put a thumb in this b*tch
Eliantte diamonds, goddamn, I'm too lit (Icе)
I pose for my fans, but the feds takin' pics
His еx-b*tch got dealt with, but still on my di*k (Damn)
Hatin' on me 'cause I'm a real-ass b*tch
No chill, n*gga, I can make a net off these flicks
My n*gga can't believe he havin' sex with me, b*tch
He ever f*ck up, then he got a death wish
Certified GIA diamonds on my necklace
Don't diss, b*tch, I'll give you your next hit
Get your arm, legs, arm, leg, chest hit (Brr)
This street sh*t don't come with benefits
Talkin' like you wanna die, gotta live with it
[Chorus]
n*gga, I want a hundred bands and some red flowers
I just scammed this white boy in the Trump Towers
If my n*gga get a bag, guess what its size?
Put that pus*y on his ass, gave him new powers
He give up his credit card 'cause he love my face card
My boo got us a new crib for a fresh start
Should've seen they face when I hopped out that double-R
The biggest penthouse in this b*tch and got a couple cars