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I woke up, and rolled some dank up with my niggas,
I got on the phone and caught up with some bitches,
I got dressed, I mixed the TC with versace, I smoked a joint and took a BR (bong rip), now 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, I'm irie
I'm irie
I'm irie

When I'm in Brooklyn I send runners through bodegas,
Don't bring no dutchie homie, I prefer papers
and I got love for the Mets but it's still Lakers
I turn my music up, fuck my neighbors,
I hit JFK, I'm going back to Cali,
I got some OG Kush from San Fernando Valley,
My nigga Beezy on the way from Runvo County,
We keep supporting, damn it
we from grass valley,
I got a bad bitch riding shotgun with a shotgun,
Pocket full of money and some condoms,
I'ma drop your bitch back off when I'm done,
Hope you make your bitch get in the shower
That's your bitch, she my bitch too
She let the homie in, too
Niggas be cuffin while their bitches fucking,
My nigga, that ain't nothing new
I'm the nigga that your bitch come to when she wanna cheat on you,
I hella be trippin, too, but I got more bitches than you

I woke up, and rolled some dank up with my niggas,
I got on the phone and caught up with some bitches,
I got dressed, I mixed the TC 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

I'm still in the gang, it gets so hot it's irrational
When I pull up in first class, it's international
I know some ratchet bitches and they rep the North side
We ain't smoking on that pack unless it's certified
Glowing by the zone, nigga, 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 fuck, they tell me smell my '.
This young boy gonna live it up
Pass the loud, you'd think that I smoke flavors
No bitches 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 a crip 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 nigga right
Now we call it KK and we smoke it all day
Straight to the face, fuck what the police say

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