K9- IRIS (Official Music Video)

Опубликовано: 13 Апрель 2026
на канале: K9
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Lyrics:
Popping champagne down in Iris ‘fore we do Molly
Stacy psycho freeze her up in top-down jewelry
Breath in galaxy for hours in my octant tint
Henny down my system, none stop fill my gasoline

I read them minds I know shawty here to have fun
Everyone’s hot in the heat, moves in night time
Head in the cloud, down on my knees, laying outside
All night long, going crazy fuck that bitch twice

Dashin’ outside Piedmont, Mercedes
Reckless when we gang up, we on it
Fulton cops tryna search up, we lock it
Jimmy’s clip in the studio got me ya ya ya ya

I said cameras outta sight or retake y’all are the louse on back
Bring all my homies to LA, the guards up hill they know my tatts’
Got four Deja Vus in a row make it rain, empty that stack on stacks
Got a blonde and skinny chick turned on on my lap that’s why I ma’ drop my name

Dropping drops on eyes yeah
Put ‘em bottles in the ice yeah
Scope on this stife
Shawty texting with her smile yeah

Bitch I can’t afford vacations it slow me down, you know that
If I put an arcade pinball in my house then it’s bipolar
I’d paint the body, color ceiling, artsy my crime scene
Tell the court to speed it, I ain’t got the time, too rich for penalty

‘Till my body collapse, yeah I ma ride
Couple shots gon’ send me up high in the sky
My shit slaps, put me out like a light
It’s a tragic we fell in love with the night

Popping champagne down in Iris ‘fore we do Molly
Stacy psycho freeze her up in top-down jewelry
Breath in galaxy for hours in my octant tint
Henny down my system, none stop fill my gasoline

I read them minds I know shawty here to have fun
Everyone’s hot in the heat, moves in night time
Head in the cloud, down on my knees, laying outside
All night long, going crazy fuck that bitch twice

Call up Gucci homie, put on some flowers on my black T
Blacked out set, full leather in the club, and we glossy
Caught one lacking push him back and sent him back in no keys
Cut the mood swing, snore a T, dancing like we’re a drug league

So I thank god for this greatest show
So many money so many girls
Chemical waving she touch my bone
Electric my body she bite my tongue

Rock and rolling in war zone
Wet the bedsheet that’s made of silk
She smile like a kid all that pillow talk
I ma’ land some marks on her love handle

Popping champagne down in Iris ‘fore we do Molly
Stacy psycho freeze her up in top-down jewelry
Breath in galaxy for hours in my octant tint
Henny down my system, none stop fill my gasoline

I read them minds I know shawty here to have fun
Everyone’s hot in the heat, moves in night time
Head in the cloud, down on my knees, laying outside
All night long, going crazy fuck that bitch twice