Irri lyrics

[Intro: Lil B]
Chief Keef what it do
It's Lil B, I love you n*gga
Get that money n*gga, count up on these b*tch ass n*ggas man
Skee!

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Irri, irri irri, irri irri, these b*tches irri
Irri irri, irri irri, these n*ggas irri
They all up in my, ear-a ear-a
Like can you hear us?
b*tch I can't, hear-a hear-a
These n*ggas irritating
These b*tches irritating
My gun don't irritate it, I hyperventilate it
Like click-clack irri
Irri irri, irri irri
Shootin' for your ear-a
Irri irri, irri irri

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
These n*ggas irri, these b*tches irri
These cops is irri, they all over my area
They looking for me, they watching a n*gga
I'm smoking on Swishers
That b*tch thought it was a Backwoods n*gga, swear that b*tch irri
That b*tch brought some Backwoods with her
Kick that b*tch out backwards n*gga
Should have known to not bring that sh*t to my mansion n*gga
Should have never invited that b*tch to my mansion n*gga
Should've took that b*tch to the Hampton n*gga
Pulled up in a irritating car with an irritating Glock
Irritating n*ggas sendin irritating shots
Irritating n*ggas and irritating b*tch
Get irritating shots for a irritated boss
Like Irri, irri irri, irri irri
Got Irri nina coolin' with me you know that's my n*gga
[Hook: Chief Keef]
Irri, irri irri, irri irri, these b*tches irri
Irri irri, irri irri, these n*ggas irri
They all up in my, ear-a ear-a
Like can you hear us?
b*tch I can't, hear-a hear-a
These n*ggas irritating
These b*tches irritating
My gun don't irritate it, I hyperventilate it
Like click-clack irri
Irri irri, irri, irri
Shootin' for your ear-a
Irri irri, irri irri

[Verse 2: Lil B]
This our year-a this my era
f*ck whoever I'm trying to tell ya f*ck whoever
I'm not scare-a, Lil B, Chief Keef
I smoke reef, you got that reef?
Well light the leaf, up in the air-a
Cocaine era, got whatever blast whoever
I'm not scared of black leather look in the mirror
I've see character it's my era, mixtape era
World Star Hip Hop, call me Q or call me J or call me swag
Winning, damn I'm winning
Change the f*cking game even jumped up in it
Real hip hop like a New York minute
If you can't understand you ain't get it b*tch
[Hook: Chief Keef]
Irri, irri irri, irri irri, these b*tches irri
Irri irri, irri irri, these n*ggas irri
They all up in my, ear-a ear-a
Like can you hear us?
b*tch I can't, hear-a hear-a
These n*ggas irritating
These b*tches irritating
My gun don't irritate it, I hyperventilate it
Like click-clack irri
Irri irri, irri, irri
Shootin' for your ear-a
Irri irri, irri irri
These n*ggas irri