Garden in the back but we ain't growin' any roses
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
Our dream is to surpass (All of these bitches)
We movin' fast (Why is you bitchin')
My pockets fat (My wrist gon glisten)
My money stack (Now you gon listen)
We cookin' packs (In yo bitch's kitchen)
That hoe, she bad (But I ain't trippin')
You know you wack (Why is you dissin')
Girl I know that (You is just missin')
Ay, ay, you missin'
You missin' Louie C, I'm smokin' this weed
You miss me, yes me
I lowkey agree (Agree)
(Pussy bitch)
Garden in the back but we ain't growin' any roses
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
I'm that dude that yo girl tell you not to worry 'bout
I'm that dude that yo baby girl in a hurry 'bout
I'm that dude, when I pull up wit that .40 in the f*ckin scene
It make yo lil shooters go ahead and scurry 'bout
Girl, I know that you'll be missin' me
You was the one kissin' me
F*ck no, I ain't trippin' B
You are f*cked up mentally
All this stress I'm goin' through
Yea that shit be killin' me
Rollin' up a gram of weed
Smokin' this, don't f*ck wit me
Garden in the back but we ain't growin' any roses
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
Garden (feat. Louie C) Video (MV)
Performed By: Dazed $ilverio
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Christian Portillo, Luis Cruz
Dazed $ilverio - Garden (feat. Louie C) Lyrics
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Garden in the back but we ain't growin' any roses
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
Our dream is to surpass (All of these bitches)
We movin' fast (Why is you bitchin')
My pockets fat (My wrist gon glisten)
My money stack (Now you gon listen)
We cookin' packs (In yo bitch's kitchen)
That hoe, she bad (But I ain't trippin')
You know you wack (Why is you dissin')
Girl I know that (You is just missin')
Ay, ay, you missin'
You missin' Louie C, I'm smokin' this weed
You miss me, yes me
I lowkey agree (Agree)
(Pussy bitch)
Garden in the back but we ain't growin' any roses
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
I'm that dude that yo girl tell you not to worry 'bout
I'm that dude that yo baby girl in a hurry 'bout
I'm that dude, when I pull up wit that .40 in the f*ckin scene
It make yo lil shooters go ahead and scurry 'bout
Girl, I know that you'll be missin' me
You was the one kissin' me
F*ck no, I ain't trippin' B
You are f*cked up mentally
All this stress I'm goin' through
Yea that shit be killin' me
Rollin' up a gram of weed
Smokin' this, don't f*ck wit me
Garden in the back but we ain't growin' any roses
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
Our dream is to surpass (All of these bitches)
We movin' fast (Why is you bitchin')
My pockets fat (My wrist gon glisten)
My money stack (Now you gon listen)
We cookin' packs (In yo bitch's kitchen)
That hoe, she bad (But I ain't trippin')
You know you wack (Why is you dissin')
Girl I know that (You is just missin')
Ay, ay, you missin'
You missin' Louie C, I'm smokin' this weed
You miss me, yes me
I lowkey agree (Agree)
(Pussy bitch)
Garden in the back but we ain't growin' any roses
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
I'm that dude that yo girl tell you not to worry 'bout
I'm that dude that yo baby girl in a hurry 'bout
I'm that dude, when I pull up wit that .40 in the f*ckin scene
It make yo lil shooters go ahead and scurry 'bout
Girl, I know that you'll be missin' me
You was the one kissin' me
F*ck no, I ain't trippin' B
You are f*cked up mentally
All this stress I'm goin' through
Yea that shit be killin' me
Rollin' up a gram of weed
Smokin' this, don't f*ck wit me
Garden in the back but we ain't growin' any roses
Shawty on my lap said she wanna sip on sum potion
She looked down at my wrist, and she thought it was the ocean
Filled my pockets up wit green it look like an explosion
Yo bitch gave me top, while I'm smokin' on some green
My wrist cost a lot, it's no cap you won't believe
VVS and pot, yea that shit is all I need
Headed to the top, yea we just chasin' our dream
Writer: Christian Portillo, Luis Cruz
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid