Irony lyrics
by Juice WRLD
[Intro]
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Hollywood J (Hollywood J)
Yeah, "How you feel?" b*tch, I'm great
Eating good, steak, shrimp on my plate
From the hood, wait, get out my face
If you out of line, I'll put you in your place
[Pre-Chorus]
Woke up fiending for the lean, so I hit the plug
He got everything I need, all exotic drugs
I'm runnin' up a check, so I'm not runnin' out of funds
These n*ggas try to fight, I guess they runnin' out of guns
[Chorus]
She all in my cup, red lean
New Glock, red beam
Your b*tch do the whole damn team
She all in my cup, red lean
New Glock, red beam
Your b*tch do the whole damn team
[Verse 1]
Tell me how you want it
I'ma throw twenties, I'ma throw hundreds when I'm up in Follies
Baby, your n*gga a lame, yeah, that n*gga folly
On Twitter, he just followed me
While you over here swallowing, can you taste the irony?
I'm John Cena with this sh*t, you n*ggas ain't see it comin'
Before I pop a Perc, I pray to God that I don't vomit
I put my soul into this sh*t, I swear it's all or nothing
Sippin' real slime, this ain't Robitussin
[Bridge]
Had a fun time, almost flat lined
Was thinking if I take the right drugs, I might die
Begging for the lean, I'm a high guy
Off-White with the double G, I'm a fly guy
[Pre-Chorus]
Woke up fiending for the lean, so I hit the plug
He got everything I need, all exotic drugs
I'm runnin' up a check, so I'm not runnin' out of funds
These n*ggas try to fight, I guess they runnin' out of guns
[Chorus]
She all in my cup, red lean
New Glock, red beam
Your b*tch do the whole damn team
She all in my cup, red lean
New Glock, red beam
Your b*tch do the whole damn team
[Verse 2]
b*tch, I'm a dog, I ain't fetchin' though
Bark, bark, woof, I thought I should let you know
n*ggas playing wolf, why you actin' extra for?
Because they know I run it, yeah, they know I run it, run it
In love with Murakami, I remember Abercrombie
These n*ggas told me that I wouldn't make it this far
Now a n*gga glowing, I just need some gold teeth
VVS on my Rollie, tick-tock
[Bridge]
Had a fun time, almost flatlined
Was thinking if I take the right drugs, I might die
Begging for the lean, I'm a high guy
Off-White with the double G, I'm a fly guy
[Pre-Chorus]
Woke up fiending for the lean, so I hit the plug
He got everything I need, all exotic drugs
I'm runnin' up a check, so I'm not runnin' out of funds
These n*ggas try to fight, I guess they runnin' out of guns
[Chorus]
She all in my cup, red lean
New Glock, red beam
Your b*tch do the whole damn team
She all in my cup, red lean
New Glock, red beam
Your b*tch do the whole damn team