Iris Green (feat. Future)

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)