I'm Smelling flowers
You smoking sour
The Convo sweet
The world is ours
Right now
Versatility your best utility
And I'm hanging off your belt
Waiting for your clothes to melt
Off your scorching hot
Nevermind I talk a lot
Im just in a thinking state,
Maybe I should learn to stop
Thinking out loud
But the voice in my head
Tells me to speak my mind
So I hope that you don't mind
Me speaking so blindly
Its just me being me
I say the type of shit like
You make me complete
I'm Smelling flowers
You smoking sour
The Convo sweet
The world is ours
Right now
You the type to be
On some wifey shit
Kiss and hug me shit
So im liking it all
(Im liking ever inch of it)
You the type to be
On my line and shit
Tell me crazy things
You know I like it raw
Tell me its raw
I'm Smelling flowers
You smoking sour
The Convo sweet
The world is ours
Right now