Gimme

Roq
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Gimme all my flowers (Yeah)
Gimme all my flowers

I'm not suicidal but a nigga is ready to die
Don't worry momma I'm fine
Figure of speech when I rhyme
But in the meantime
I am not stoppin til you and dad got y'all feet up on the recline
I'm prodigy
Everybody gotta go sometime
So you can find me in the booth with an Einstein fro
Niggas a genius
Nigga smokin on sativas
Cuttin like cleavers
Comin ferocious
I need the lillies and tulips and azaleas and the daisy's and roses
And somethin to roll wit
I put my mind at ease
And get in a pocket like wallet and keys
If I happen to go early, give all my stems right to Tomi please
That nigga know what to do wit em
It's all about feel it's gotta be real if people show fake love I'm shooin em
Bring me my fuckin bouquet
Bitch it's EJ

Gimme all my flowers (XIAOROQ)
Gimme all my flowers

Gimme all my flowers
Gimme all my flowers (Gimme, yeah)
Gimme all my flowers
Gimme all my flowers

Gimme all my flowers while I am still here (Gimme, yeah)

Yo, yo
Yo, yo (Aw shit)
Yo, yo, yo, yo (EJ)
Hold on (Roq)
Y'all know what the fuck time it is man yeah
Comin to murk niggas, comin to murk niggas (Comin to)
I put in work nigga, I put in work nigga (Kickin shit like Moise nigga)
I am a verb, I am a verb nigga
Uh

A nigga on go and my girl Puerto Rican
Sippin Don Q and mamacita geekin
Typically like to stay in on the weekend
But then she said babe you gotta show your face
Before they gotta see it on your grave
And I was like damn (Damn)
I'll do the best that I can (I can)
But that shit not part of the plan
Gimme a mic and a couple of speakers and nigga I'm set
Dimmin the lights and I light up a candle and feel I got a big S on my chest
So gimme the kudos gimme the props
Gimme the love and everything you got
I used to be a itty bitty seed now a nigga is gettin too big for the pot



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Writer(s): Evan Jackson
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