ArrDee Won’t Give You “Flowers”, But He’ll Give You Good Wood.
Opening the first lines of the track "Flowers (Say My Name)" with the phrase "I don't give girls flowers, I give you good wood though...", the British artist ArrDee is already making his mark with a punchline, both euphoric and tendentious, that adds a fun texture to his personality.
Indeed, with a charismatic, hard-hitting and crafted flow, the young rapper articulates himself over a pulsating UK Drill-style beat. The production is full of energy and dynamism, with a lyrical figure implemented with a little melodic drop of Destiny Child's famous "Say My Name" track.
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