Lil B - Irri lyrics

[Intro: Lil B] Chief Keef what it do It's Lil B, I love you n***a Get that money n***a, count up on these b**h a** n***as man Skee! [Hook: Chief Keef] Irri, irri irri, irri irri, these b**hes irri Irri irri, irri irri, these n***as irri They all up in my, ear-a ear-a Like can you hear us? b**h I can't, hear-a hear-a These n***as irritating These b**hes 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***as irri, these b**hes irri These cops is irri, they all over my area They looking for me, they watching a n***a I'm smoking on Swishers That b**h thought it was a Backwoods n***a, swear that b**h irri That b**h brought some Backwoods with her Kick that b**h out backwards n***a Should have known to not bring that sh** to my mansion n***a Should have never invited that b**h to my mansion n***a Should've took that b**h to the Hampton n***a Pulled up in a irritating car with an irritating Glock Irritating n***as sendin irritating shots Irritating n***as and irritating b**h 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***a [Hook: Chief Keef] Irri, irri irri, irri irri, these b**hes irri Irri irri, irri irri, these n***as irri They all up in my, ear-a ear-a Like can you hear us? b**h I can't, hear-a hear-a These n***as irritating These b**hes 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** whoever I'm trying to tell ya f** 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**ing 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**h [Hook: Chief Keef] Irri, irri irri, irri irri, these b**hes irri Irri irri, irri irri, these n***as irri They all up in my, ear-a ear-a Like can you hear us? b**h I can't, hear-a hear-a These n***as irritating These b**hes 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***as irri