Iris Green

Yeah, super I'm getting bands, yeah, just pressed from the bank They lookin' clean I don't take Visine, eyes are red and iris green I'm in a Benz, yeah, street lights in my neck It's lookin' clean I don't take Visine, eyes are red and iris green Word to my hands, I live my life so you don't fuck with me Yeah, I can't stay clean, eyes are red and iris green Bummy in my teens, now I get it like I'm Sheena Little number I might want her number Out of the mud, I'm on mud I turn mud into diamonds too I got savages, got goons Got demons with me still shootin' Flooded baguettes, I'm richer than ice cream Takin' this X and mix it with codeine A baddie with potential, I'm dressin' it up, Chane'-ne' Fuck her better than her exes like I hit it first, Ray J I got a bad bitch eatin' pussy She don't treat me like I'm average I'm her king, she love me more than her real daddy Bitch kiss my ring, one thing's for sure She never go against my carats My shorty know I got bitches Do whatever to make me happy I get in my feelings about it Damn, I'm so possessive I'm a boss, you don't cross You get these racks forever I'm getting bands, yeah, just pressed from the bank They lookin' clean I don't take Visine, eyes are red and iris green I'm in a Benz, yeah, street lights in my neck It's lookin' clean I don't take Visine, eyes are red and iris green Word to my hands, I live my life so you don't fuck with me Yeah, I can't stay clean, eyes are red and iris green Bummy in my teens, now I get it like I'm Sheena Little number I might want her number I might want her number Hit that pussy five times, put it in a slumber Gettin' these bands while I'm off Percs Up in her speakers like Knockerz Off the ceiling, I'm off four No, I can't change if I want more No, I can't change if I want more Up in her pussy, she on fours Hop in my Benz, yeah, it's all whores Hop in my Benz, yeah, it's all whores Pushin' the pedal and therefore It's pedal to metal, it's all torque I just keep poppin', I want more Popped a little prescript', then I popped four I can't love a bitch, I'm better alone I'm gettin' this money, can't pick up the phone They love me too much 'cause the money all grown I'm getting bands, yeah, just pressed from the bank They lookin' clean I don't take Visine, eyes are red and iris green I'm in a Benz, yeah, street lights in my neck It's lookin' clean I don't take Visine, eyes are red and iris green Word to my hands, I live my life so you don't fuck with me Yeah, I can't stay clean, eyes are red and iris green Bummy in my teens, now I get it like I'm Sheena Little number I might want her number (A baddie with potential, I'm dressin' it up, Chane'-ne') (Fuck her better than her exes like I hit it first, Ray J)