Flowers and the Snow (Explicit) - Fredo
Lyrics by：Marvin Bailey/S Finesse/KP Beatz
Composed by：Marvin Bailey/S Finesse/KP Beatz
Yeah by the hours it will go go
We got loud and we got powder
Call it flowers and the snow snow
If he ain't the gang
I won't allow him to my show no
I just got a new shooter
And I found him in the zones
Yeah my rich b***h won't
Let me pay all the time
Why she moving like nines
Yo she got way too much pride
I've been hitting rappers'
Baby mothers way too much times
Yo they hate how I got money
But won't pay them no mind nah
Yo it's flowers and the snow
Or snow and the flowers flowers
By the hours it will go
Or it can go in a hour
One time I tried and hit a lick
He wouldn't show me thе powder
'Til I took it off my hip and
I showed him the power yeah
Nah I can't hear you 'cause the w**d
I'm smoking is louder
Yeah I'm always in the garden
Never growing a flower
You can catch me in the kitchen
Mixing yola with flower
Yo it's sweet how we're living
Now the olders are sour
Yeah we came a long way from stolen peds
I just took a don's bae
Now I'm getting stolen head stolen head
A hundred thousand for the silver
And gold Patek
One of you tired n***as go try it
And you'll go to bed shh
You can catch man speeding in the beamer beamer
Bro just hit a yout up he's a demon
With the beater beater
Now they tryna swap it for the nina
With the nina huh
When it comes to rappin' no there isn't any realer
I'm PG for life life
Yeah by the hours it will go go
We got loud and we got powder
Call it flowers and the snow snow
If he ain't the gang I won't allow
Him to my show no
I just got a new shooter
And I found him in the zones
Yeah my rich b***h won't let me
Pay all the time
Why she moving like nines
Yo she got way too much pride
I've been hitting rappers' baby mothers
Way too much times
Yo they hate how I got money
But won't pay them no mind nah
And don't up and think 'cause
I made a couple hits
That I ain't outside with all my members
And my younger nigs
Every girl suckin' dick colder than a f**kin' fridge
Put 750 on that real nine and touched a brick brick
Now if I do a O2
Four times I'll touch a mill' mill'
Yo I can't lie the way I'm living is strange
Forget my knife then
I'll be spinnin' the range spinnin'
I don't care if I'm forty minutes away
We used to stack change like a bill in a day
Put it in the shoe box yeah that's the criminal safe
All my women must just listen to Aitch Aitch
They wanna give me a taste
First place and the feeling is great great
Only time that I'm the runner up
Is when I send my runner up
My block door was broken and my buzzer f**ked
And if you're from the trenches
Then you know just how I'm coming up
It's easy for the feds and the mandem to be runnin' up
My friends alone my money's up
My chains are out my gun is tucked
Yeah by the hours it will go go
We got loud and we got powder
Call it flowers and the snow snow
If he ain't the gang I won't allow
Him to my show no
I just got a new shooter and
I found him in the zones
Yeah my rich b***h won't let me pay all the time
Why she moving like nines
Yo she got way too much pride
I've been hitting rappers' baby
Mothers way too much times
Yo they hate how I got money
But won't pay them no mind nah
