Pickin' flowers, I'm a garden for you Talkin' louder, am I bothering you? Please talk to me, cause I'm talking to you Please walk with me, when I'm walking with you Remember that time, when it was broke? I ain't have clothes, I ain't have a stove, I ain't have no soap When you brought me clothes, I thought it was hope, I thought it was hope Then you let me go, I don't even know, I don't even know Tryna pull up in a jet, looking like a fuckin' dad Remember the time down back, no more, no more going back Tryna pull up, pull up in a fast car, this *** looking like a NASCAR Bitch on my side of the back, bruh, she been riding like the task force Pickin' out these flowers in my garden You won't let me leave your locker watered in Speakin' fast when I pull off the lock, your bitch ass when she cookin' me chop This *** gas when I smoke it a lot, good and bad, you had open your heart Pickin' flowers out my garden for you Screamin' louder, hear them wildin' for you Actin' sour, I'll get out of here I guess it's the girl code to have doubt over you Thanks for watching!