Bombs Away! Iris

[Intro]
Aye this shit kind of blurry man

[Hook]
I'm too rude let's get it
Glock nineteen and the nuts came with it (And a drum came with it)
Fuck it let's get it (Fuck it let's go)
Meet me at the door
I need a mil no ticket
But that's how that go (But that's how that go)
I'm a two thousands baby
I don't do crack
Give a fuck about the eighties
These niggas be staging (They be staging)
This thot she amaze me
You tweeking too hard on the net
Do you got a bag (Where that bag at)
You flexing that band
That ain't yours
That shit I been had (I been had that)
Racerr just got a new coup (Whoa)
I can't be in last (Whoa)
Dead troops that's all in the wood (Whoa, Whoa)
I'm still living good
VV's I need my shit bussin
Is that understood
Good, Good
Good, Good