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FLOWERS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
FLOWERS was released on June 19, 2026 by Interscope Records as a part of the album WHACK'S MUSEUM
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Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelInterscope Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tierra Whack
Tierra Whack
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tierra Whack
Tierra Whack
Songwriter
Casey McMillan
Casey McMillan
Songwriter
Quentin Shemwell
Quentin Shemwell
Songwriter
Ole Julius Harsch
Ole Julius Harsch
Songwriter
Michael Washington Jr
Michael Washington Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ric Thadeus
Ric Thadeus
Producer
Vito
Vito
Producer, Recording Engineer
MikeWavvs
MikeWavvs
Producer
Baski
Baski
Producer
Kenete Simms
Kenete Simms
Recording Engineer, Executive Producer
Hank Byerly
Hank Byerly
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Yang
Ryan Yang
Mastering Engineer, Assistant Mixing Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Tim Glover
Tim Glover
Executive Producer
Johnny Montina
Johnny Montina
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—, ah
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Don't compare me to no industry plant
I push the envelope, so my reputation is stamped
I caught a leg in my cramp
Okay, I'm ready, I'm amped
You bitches light like a lamp
And if it's rap, I'm the champ
They take a peek and they glance
But they don't speak 'cause they can't
The flow water, you're damp
This shit get deeper than ants
I bought my sneakers in France
You bought your feature, you tramp
So bookie, you should have a seat because you don't stand a chance
And they say why you don't rap? Ain't nobody inspiring me
And yeah, they sleeping for too long because they tired of me
And if you say I'm not the flyest, bitch, you lying to me
And ho, you did it to yourself, so don't come crying to me
[Chorus]
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—, ah
[Verse 2]
The tea is brewing, this is all God's doing
No one told me I was queen, in my soul, I knew it
I can coach ya like Ewing, talking money, I'm—
I be spitting up fluid
You snuck in, I flew in
Nike deal on the table, so I just might do it
Girl, you sketchy, I drew it, you a copy in
I can see right through it
Now I see how Nicki felt
You gon' make me whoop yo' ass
With my vintage Fendi belt
Ain't nobody send me—
Ain't nobody send me help
Hate you out the blue
I'm like, damn, I see how Nipsey felt
Cut from a different cloth, I'm like silk
Bitch, you should be felt
Found my granny dead
And I knew because how stiff she felt
[Chorus]
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my flowers
Gimme my—, ah
Written by: Casey McMillan, Michael Washington Jr, Ole Julius Harsch, Quentin Shemwell, Tierra Whack
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