JT - Red Flowers

Nigga, I want a hundred bands and some red flowers
I just scammed this white boy in the Trump Towers
If my nigga get a bag, guess what its size?
Put that pussy 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 bitch and got a couple cars

Look inside the mirror, goddamn, I'm that bitch
What's inside my Birkin? Got a drum and a switch
Straight on these niggas, but walk with a switch (ah)
He wanna get nasty, put a thumb in this bitch
Eliantte diamonds, goddamn, I'm too lit (ice)
I pose for my fans, but the feds takin' pics
His ex-bitch got dealt with, but still on my dick (damn)
Hatin' on me 'cause I'm a real-ass bitch
No chill, nigga, I can make a net off these flicks
My nigga can't believe he havin' sex with me, bitch
He ever fuck up, then he got a death wish
Certified GIA diamonds on my necklace
Don't diss, bitch, I'll give you your next hit
Get your arm, legs, arm, leg, chest hit (brrt)
This street shit don't come with benefits
Talkin' like you wanna die, gotta live with it

Nigga, I want a hundred bands and some red flowers
I just scammed this white boy in the Trump Towers
If my nigga get a bag, guess what its size?
Put that pussy 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 bitch and got a couple cars

Written by:
Benjamin Falik, Douglas Ford, Jatavia Johnson, Joshua David Goldenberg, Mathias Liyew

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BILL MODE RICO

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