Lyrics Florist (feat. Just Khai) - Rod$ta

Writing my goals down right on a white board
You better off shopping with them I want the high for it
I seen yo call hit that little button ignore it
Im planning on taking it all
Load up the truck then Im flooring
Not tryna rent I rather pay her mortgage
She get all dressed up she looking gorgeous
Yeah, I know my way OT Im not a tourist
Ironic she wear Bloom and shes a Florist yeah

Say she go both ways she is reversible
Act surprised my name all in an article
Came to me she said she found a pot of gold
She aint saying shit but on her face it show
I play her just like a harmonica
We ride listening to Monica
Hot head need a thermometer
The Os adding a comma there
You be sitting on yo ass it shows
You need to do something need to use your elbows
Tell me all her thoughts cuz she know its a safe space
They just give me cash cuz they know don't leave no trace
Already know it no face then its no case
Gotta see it rolled Im not going for no lace

Writing my goals down right on a white board
You better off shopping with them I want the high for it
I seen yo call hit that little button ignore it
Im planning on taking it all
Load up the truck then Im flooring
Not tryna rent I rather pay her mortgage
She get all dressed up she looking gorgeous
Yeah, I know my way OT Im not a tourist
Ironic she wear Bloom and shes a Florist yeah

Yeah
Life bout choices
Hop in the game and I'm scoring
Yeah Im already knowing
Yeah Im already knowing
Yeah yeah
Im already knowing, she pull up on me when her man get boring
I keep me a vibe when Im going OT
I stay showing love ion do that for free
I fuck her so good she gone run back to me
Im keepin it P, come fuck with a P
She fuck with the bros, she fuckin with Rod
She fuck with the sound, she fuckin with me
Like lil mama French she sayin Oui
She came here with you but she leaving with me
I dont know about you but Im playing for keeps
This shit kinda different when you rolling with me
This shit gettin in, shit gettin off
We really bout action they just like to talk
I did my part, I did what I'm taught
Some shit went left, it ain't my fault
I ain't have none left, I gave you my heart
My potna died shit broke my heart
Grandpa died took another lost
Guess that's the cost to be a boss

Writing my goals down right on a white board
You better off shopping with them I want the high for it
I seen yo call hit that little button ignore it
Im planning on taking it all
Load up the truck then Im flooring
Not tryna rent I rather pay her mortgage
She get all dressed up she looking gorgeous
Yeah, I know my way OT Im not a tourist
Ironic she wear Bloom and shes a Florist yeah