Irie - Ty Dolla Sign feat Wiz Khalifa
I woke up, I Rolled some dank up with my n_ggas
I got on the phone and caught up with some B_tches
I got dressed, I mixed the Diesel with Versace
I smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
YEAH I'm IRIE
I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
When I'm in Brooklyn I send runners through bodegas
Don't bring no dutchie yea you kno me I prefer papers
And I got love for the Mets but it's still Lakers
I turn my music up, f_ck my neighbors
I hit JFK, I'm going back to Cali
I got some OG Kush From San Fernando Valley
My n_gga Beezy on the way from Rambo County
We keep some organic weed from grass valley
I got a bad b_tch riding shotgun with the shotgun
Pocket full of money and some condoms
I'm a drop your b_tch back off when I'm done
Hope you make your b_tch get in the shower
That's your b_tch, she my b_tch, too
She let the homie in, too
N_ggas be coughing while their b_tches f_cking
My n_gga, that ain't nothing new
I'm the n_gga that your b_tch come to
When she wanna cheat on you
I hella be tripping, too, but I got more b_tches than you
I woke up, I Rolled some dank up with my n_ggas
I got on the phone and caught up with some B_tches
I got dressed, I mixed the Diesel with Versace
I smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie
I'm irie
It's Taylor Gang, I get so high that it's irrational,
When I pull up it's first class, but international
I know some ratchet b_tches and they rep the North side
We ain't smoking on that pack unless it's certified
Blow it by the zone, n_gga, worth the grown
Smoking on that strong, give me dome while I'm on the phone
Take you to my home where we zip it up and pack it
Roll them joints up big as f_ck, they tell me slow my roll and chill
This young boy gonna live it up
Pass the loud, you'd think that I smoke flavors
No b_tches in the hood that don't smoke papers
Ain't tryina heard 'bout what you mean because I got it
It's on the plane 'cause I can't leave the crib without it
Claim you smoke more weed than me, I really doubt it
If she wake up and roll a joint that mean she 'bout it
And rest in peace, go to my n_gga right
Now we call it KK and we smoke it all day
Straight to the face, f_ck what the police say
I woke up, I brought some drink ups with my n_ggas
I got on the phone and caught up with some midgets
I got dressed, I mixed the p_ssy with Versace
I smoked a joint and took a beer, now I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie
I'm irie
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