Lirik dan Chord Lagu Flowers - Faye Webster

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - Faye Webster merupakan penyanyi-penulis lagu asal Amerika Serikat yang mempopulerkan lagu “Flowers”.

Lagu tersebut muncul dalam album studio ketiga miliknya yang bertajuk Atlanta Millionaires Club.

Album yang dirilis pada tahun 2019 itu berhasil menduduki peringkat ke-25 di tangga lagu US Heatseekers Albums.

Baca juga: Lirik Lagu Car Therapy, Singel Terbaru Faye Webster

Berikut ini lirik dan chord lagu “Flowers” dari Faye Webster:

[Intro]
Bm     A    F#m   D#m D
What do you prefer?
                     Bm    A    F#m  D#m D
I don't have that much
            Bm    A F#m D#m D
I don't offer
                     Bm     A    F#m D#m D
I don't have that much

[Chorus]
Bm     A    F#m    D#m D
What do you prefer?
                    Bm     A      F#m D#m D
I don't have that much to offer
                     Bm    A    F#m D#m D
Can you just give me all your time?
                  Bm  A   F#m  D#m D
I'm gonna try to give you mine
Bm      A    F#m    D#m D
What do you prefer?
                    Bm    A       F#m D#m D
I don't have that much to offer (Yeah, boom-boom-boom, boom)
                      Bm   A    F#m D#m D
Can you just give me all your time?
                  Bm  A   F#m D#m D
I'm gonna try to give you mine

[Verse]
                                         Bm A   F#m D#m D
A lot of niggas wrote the check so they could take this flow

A lot of bitches try to flex and now they tryin' to get chose
                                        Bm  A   F#m D#m D
A lot of niggas shouting "Awful!" (When did you join?)

You been fuckin' up the whole time but swear you on point (Oh, oh, ahh)
                                            Bm  A    F#m  D#m D
Sometimes the girl of your dreams need to stay in your dreams

You can fuck with the team but don't fuck on the team
                                    Bm  A    F#m D#m D
I know a lot of niggas hate me in the depths of they soul

Started out as young, hot, turnin' into LaCole (Why, why, why?)
                            Bm  A   F#m D#m D
Why my heart so cold? Yeah

Why my wrist on froze? (Nigga, ice cold, yeah)
                                                        Bm   A   F#m D#m D
2PM in L.A., my girl ain't got on no clothes, yeah, shouting, "Nigga, we made it!" (We made it)

All my chains on, why these niggas is hatin' (Yeah, boom-boom-boom, boom)
Bm A F#m D#m D
I should stop asking people for assistance (Yeah)

I don't like to get caught up in commitments (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bm A F#m D#m D
Let's just stop asking (Ayy) these hoes for forgiveness (Uh-huh)

Yeah, she thinkin' some unfinished business (Uh-huh)

[Ulangi Chorus]