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beezy tha rapper – ironman lyrics

[intro]
finna get right, yeah

[hook]
i got some bands
i got a check
hop out and flex
i’m poppin’ a x
i’m f-kin’ my ex
and yo girl is next
i sent her a text
i’m all in her chest
she like how i’m drippin’
i’m makin her wet
a legend iconic
i don’t know what’s next
tryin’ my best
to not fall off the edge
but they want me gone
they wish i was dead

i got some bands
i got a check
hop out and flex
i’m poppin’ a x
i’m f-kin’ my ex
and yo girl is next
i sent her a text
i’m all in her chest
she like how i’m drippin’
i’m makin her wet
a legend iconic
i don’t know what’s next
i’ tryin’ my best
to not fall off the edge
but they want me gone
they wish i was dead

[verse1: beezy tha rapper]
i’m f-ckin’ my plug daughter
drip so hard, i p-ss water
text her phone
i don’t call her
bad b-tch
ain’t nothin’ good about her
c0ke softer than some
baby powder
blue faces i can’t live without em
money talk so let’s talk about it
check check, ain’t no checkin’ me
why these hoes so obsessed wit’ me
same hoes who rejected me
okay now i get it it’s the salary
he said he got bread
but it’s sesame
n-gga probably even
own a bakery
on my best days
they get the worse a me
all my ex hoes like who that is
no xo but i love this sh-t
yeah i’m eating good
fish, eggs and grits
i do the opposite
to the opposition
let em think i’m comin’
but i never show up
and when they think i ain’t comin’
that’s when i show up
then i leave them n-ggas
like a bad breakup

[verse2: lil ray]
ironman wit’ that hard d-ck
got 17 in my cartridge
whether its p-ssy
or p-ssy n-ggas
i’ll leave em all in a coffin
yo hoe wet like a dolphin
get in between like i’m flossin’
you can ask your ex
you can ask your b-tch
they all gettin’ this raw d-ck
i don’t give a f-ck about no ‘gagement ring
when i’m talkin, don’t say a thang
i drip so hard, i make it rain
blessed wit a gift i can’t complain
okay, i’m comin’ for the check
put em in check
playin’ wit’ my money
then i’m comin’ for ya neck
talk about the gang
you gon meet the whole set
puttin’ money on my head
well n-gga that’s a bet
you squeezin’ on a nine
i’m squeezin’ on a tech
she throw it like a quarterback
i hit it like brett
can’t promise that the chop won’t be a f-ckin’ threat
choppa make a n-gga dance
blow it like a clarinet
my b-tch bad as she want to be
look, babygirl honestly
i got the baddest of them other hoes
my b-tch, she fond of me
if a n-gga got locked, she bondin’ me
she say babe sing songs to me
well girl go get my liquor, and my lean
and pack my bong wit’ weed
don’t f-ck wit’ me
i’ll pull up on you
and k!ll yo -ss silently
you’ll get these techs, no privacy
lil ray, beezy, gold dynasty

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