Ghostluvme ft. Future - Iris Green Lyrics

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 the Benz, yeah
Streets lights hit my neck, it's lookin' clean (let's go)
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 a Sheena
Little number
I might want her number

Out of the mud, I'm on mud
I turn mud into diamonds too (turn mud into diamonds)
I got savages, got goons, got demons with me still shootin' (got demons with me)
Flooded baguettes and I'm richer than ice cream (richer than ice cream)
Takin' this X and mix it with Codeine (how you feel?)
A baddie with potential, I'm dressin' it up, Chane'-ne'
Fuck her better then her ex, so it's 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 againt my carats
My shorty know I got bitches, do whatever to make me happy (my shawty, my shawty)
I get in my feelings about it, damn, I'm so possessive (so possessive)
I'm a boss you don't cross, get these racks forever (I'm a boss)

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 the Benz, yeah
Streets lights hit 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 a Sheena
Little number
I might want her number

(I might want her number)
I might want her number (hoo)
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 of the ceiling, I'm off four
No, I can't change up, I want more
No, I can't change up, 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 with Air Force
It's pedal to metal, it's all torque

I just keep poppin', I want more
Popped a little of the 'script, 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 the Benz, yeah
Streets lights hit my neck, it's lookin' clean (let's go)
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 a Sheena
Little number
I might want her number

A baddie with potential, I'm dressin' it up, Chane'-ne'
Fuck her better then her ex, so it's like I hit it first, Ray J