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Irony

"Irony" Lyrics by Juice WRLD

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Hollywood J (Hollywood J)

Yeah

“How you feel?” Bitch, 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

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 niggas try to fight, I guess they runnin’ out of guns

She all in my cup, red lean

New Glock, red beam

Your bitch do the whole damn team

She all in my cup, red lean

New Glock, red beam

Your bitch do the whole damn team

Tell me how you want it

I’ma throw twenties, I’ma throw hundreds when I’m up in Follies

Baby, your nigga a lame, yeah, that nigga folly

On Twitter, he just followed me

While you over here swallowing, can you taste the irony?

I’m John Cena with this shit, you niggas 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 shit, I swear it’s all or nothing

Sippin’ real slime, this ain’t Robitussin

Had a fun time, almost flatlined

Was thinking if I take the right drugs, I might die

Back up for the lean, I’m a high guy

I fuck with the double G, I’m a fly guy

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 niggas try to fight, I guess they runnin’ out of guns

She all in my cup, red lean

New Glock, red beam

Your bitch do the whole damn team

She all in my cup, red lean

New Glock, red beam

Your bitch do the whole damn team

Bitch, I’m a dog, I ain’t fetch enough

Bark, bark, woof, I thought I should let you know

Niggas playing woof, 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 niggas told me that I wouldn’t make it this far

Now a nigga glowing, I just need some gold teeth

VVS on my Rollie, tick-tock

Had a fun time, almost flatlined

Was thinking if I take the right drugs, I might die

Back up for the lean, I’m a high guy

I fuck with the double G, I’m a fly guy

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 niggas try to fight, I guess they runnin’ out of guns

She all in my cup, red lean

New Glock, red beam

Your bitch do the whole damn team

She all in my cup, red lean

New Glock, red beam

Your bitch do the whole damn team

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