Lyrics Flowers - Mason G

Ounces like we should
Ounces like we should
We be Smokin'
Ounces like we should
Ounces like we should
Would be Smokin'
Pounds if we could
Pounds if we could
I love the way it stick
Flowers on my fingertips

Smoke until we're oriental
Early morning it's essential
I'm gonna blow it in the back of the rickshaw
On my way to temple
My mind is always running
It helps me when I'm learning
I Got the world in my palm
Break up the earth and burn it

Clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds
Clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds
Clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds

I love the way it stick
Flowers on my fingertips

Everywhere I go you can smell my cologne
You know what it is and you know it's homegrown
See my hood up and you see my shades on
Headphones in so I'm all in my zone
Anything you can do I can do blunted
Ask anybody you know who want it
Half gram dab and I'm clearing the rig
Sounds like a lot but it really ain't shittt

Ounces like we should
Ounces like we should
We be Smokin'
Ounces like we should
Ounces like we should
Would be Smokin'
Pounds if we could
Pounds if we could
I love the way it stick
Flowers on my fingertips

I'm a shogun, with no gun, a lyrical katana
We could go toe to toe if you really wanna
We can have a duel right here to the death
What was that? Speak up! Say it with ya chest
Don't wanna die? I'll kill you in Chess
Pick a game, any game, any fuckin day
I show up stoned and you still get slain

Step up to the homicide
I paint a picture like Hokusai
Saki bombs and opium
Yes I'm drinking and smoking em
Usually I don't but you know, when in Rome
Do as the locals do to make a new home
Don't know why in Singapore I sing a bit more
I feel that time slows and i see what's important
More or less I reflect on my own
Get out of the city and away from my phone
Still feel paranoid they follow me in drones
Maybe it's all of this weed that I smoke
I wanna get high somewhere remote
See it for myself no tv remote
Never been on a plane, but I'll travel the globe
Change my surrounding from summer to snow

Ounces like we should
Ounces like we should
We be Smokin'
Ounces like we should
Ounces like we should
Would be Smokin'
Pounds if we could
Pounds if we could
I love the way it stick
Flowers on my fingertips

Fire in my eyes
I got
Fire in my eyes
Fire in my eyes
I got
Fire in my eyes
Fire in my eyes
I got
Fire in my eyes

I love the way it stick
Flowers on my fingertips

Friday
Driving home during rush hour
Kinda slow but I get home and shower
Kick back like Jackie Chan
Smoke joints like Chris Tucker
Writing music
I don't choose it
Let the words go and they flow right through me
Shut this shit down better join the movement
Follow France let's get down to it
Girl i see what your doing
And I like it
I can't fight it
Yeah I'm jiving
Now we're grooving
I feel stupid
But I like it
The music is enticing me
Fucking Cupid
He be trying me
But I'm high and she like me
Why not? It's exciting

Ounces like we should
Ounces like we should
We be Smokin'
Ounces like we should
Ounces like we should
Would be Smokin'
Pounds if we could
Pounds if we could
I love the way it stick
Flowers on my fingertips

Clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds
Clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds
Clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds on clouds

I love the way it stick
Flowers on my fingertips

Go to china town, get lost in my own city
Try to find god at the bottom of some orange chicken
Drink herbal tea
Eastern medicine
Feel great when I leave
Even better than
Little bit of Thai Chi
Got me energetic
Never felt so alive
On a different planet
Put the weed in my tea cup
With extra lemon
So hot when it steam
It goes straight to heaven
Take a look at the clock
It reads 9:11
Saint Michael trying to show me
Something relevant
He sends clues
In a series of cryptic messages
Follow through
And I usually get the rest of it
Put the mark on my arms
To protect from devilish
Creatures that be lurking
And forces that shan't be reckoned with
In the form of a cross I block their energies