MY IRIS Lyrics

Hee, Hee

Yeah

(JD Produced It, yeah, JD Produced It, Mmm-hmm)

Got a leng one talkin' bout Frontals

I'm tryna get it all in bundles

Really came from the mud

Remembered as a kid with my wellies on, playin' in them puddles

We're goin' through London, speedin', speedin', goin' through Rotherhithe tunnel

I wish you could see life from my eyes

Came from the concrete jungle

Speak it, believe it, know that I'm the GOAT

I'm levitatin', just watch me float

Losin' control like I dropped the remote

His girl's movin' mad, see my music, she promotes

Not far away from winter, I'll be puttin' on a coat

She's got a long tongue, finna give me good throat

Praise God, 2020, really fucked up my throat

Hella hospital visits, thought I had no hope

I ain't goin' back and forth with these girls

This shit is gettin' too repetitive

Whatever happened last night, just leave it

I'm too happy to be negative

I'm tryna be a man, explain myself

But they keep on changin' the narrative

I'm really tryna be my best, don't give me no stress

Wanna make me go back to the sedatives

These Gyally are movin' too loose

Right now I'm sippin' the juice

Bro brings the thunder like Zeus

He's seein' red, he's not callin' a truce

I'm in The Batcave, I'm feelin' like Bruce

Come and vibe out with me, don't make an excuse

This girl's bein' petty, what is the use?

Bad one, she's comin' like chocolate mousse, hmmm

Yeah, these man are all dickheads, I tell them to move

Don't call me, I'm busy, I'm making these moves

I told you already, got nothing to prove

High Street for the kicks, I got some new shoes

The outfit goes well, I'm all in my groove

He's shown me a bad one, I really approve

I know I'm not perfect, I'm tryna improve

Yeah, I'm into the fashion, I don't need a stylist

I'm lovin' the feeling, I cannot describe this

These drugs fucked me up, why the doctor prescribe this?

I'm in the lab whippin' up like a scientist

Bro's in the bando, he whips like a scientist

Workin' nonstop, I been workin' tireless

I was so mad, I missed Carti at Wireless

Fuck, I missed Carti at Wireless

Talk about life and I don't need to write this

All I need is my brain and my voice and my iris

She's lookin' too fleeky, come over and ride this

Ridin' my dick like a cyclist

Bro's in construction, he's wearin' a Hi Vis

I been killin' these beats, how can you not like this?

They gotta hate cause they can't do it like this

Oooh-oo-ooh, lookin' so good and I wanna buy this

Crack cocaine, the fiends wanna try this

Bro's whippin' up, he's gonna supply this

Life is a game, I'm tryna survive this

The whip is so wavey, I wish I could drive it

Not watchin' them man, why they preein' on my ting?

"Stay true to yourself", I'm livin' by this