Letra de Garden Lady - Smino

(Feat. [])

If you vibrate low, don't

Bumble-bum-buzz my way

Sweet money, heavy on the hundreds

Honeycomb have yo' way (Ooh, woah)

Shit be so damn funny

I could just laugh all day (Ha, ha, ha, ha)

You live in the past that's why ya dome heavy

All the nostalgia caught me sloppy

The future unknown but all this preparin'

It got me anxiety fire up the za-zy

Feel more pleasant in the present

Smoke my resin, get my rest in

I ain't been pickin' the phone up

Leave me alone, I'm in California tryna get on, I wanna go home

Take a moment, it's amazing (Take a moment it's amazing)

Take a moment and embrace it slowly (Take a moment and embrace it)

Everything you ever want and spoke out loud it just popped up in ya face, lil' homie (It just popped ya in face, homie)

Imagine me takin' this for granted, granted (Yeah)

My garden lady said the future is now (Homie)

Got to water the odds so we can even shit out (Homie)

Shawty what are the odds that we can work this shit out?

Namaste for a while

Hey, where you going so fast?

Things you rush won't last

Caught up, got so caught up (Caught up)

Felt so stupid (Stupid)

Got so caught up (Caught up)

Dumb-dumb, doofus (Doofus)

Hey, don't blame yourself

If you vibrate low, don't

Bumble-bum-buzz my way (Caught up)

Sweet money, heavy on the hundreds

Honeycomb have yo' way (Ooh, whoa)

Shit be so damn funny

I could just laugh all day (Ha, ha, ha, ha)

Shit wicked right now nigga and y'all tryna giggle

A lot of this shit ain't funny, nigga

You lost me and you

'Cause I lost me in you, I'm exhausted

Really the truth is I offered too much, I done turned to a voucher

For your actions and mine like they actually combined, got your back you got mine

On yo' mattress brainin' me, really attached to ya spine

Ghetto and gorgeous she like it

My Casanegro's invited

Ball my fist up the tightest they thought I caught arthritis

Wrote it composed it and sold it, Ethiopia signed it

Got them steppers beside me, my brothers just like the Isleys

Still, I don't promote violence

I like 'em bowlegged and Kountry with somethin' to eat I'm invited

To ya OG house, 'cause she like what that boy right there be singing 'bout

And she don't want her daughter with them goofys no how

Imagine me taking this for granted

Imagine me taking this for—

Ay, cuz

This Groove, mane

Ay, man, Grandma just got her knee surgery; she told me to hit you

She need somethin' to dance to

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