Iris

You can catch me in my hotel room
I'm on the top floor man on the moon
I'm thinkin' heaven can't come too soon
Man, I been through hell on earth
Being six feet deep wouldn't hurt
And life is like a gift and a curse
But mama told me change my mood
So now I'm learning how to make that shit work
Said "I could wear a smile for you
I could go the extra mile for you
I could whip it into style for you
Watch out, I'm about to bust my move"
And baby I'm about to make that shit work
From the cop car to the top chart
One day I'mma make it monsoon
And baby I'mma keep my iris on you

Ice on a man that's hurt
You only see fight in a man at work
They don't talk nice when a man gets first
I live my life when they spam that dirt

Said "I could wear a smile for you
I could go the extra mile for you
I could whip it into style for you
Watch out, I'm about to bust my move"
And baby I'm about to make that shit work
From the cop car to the top chart
One day I'mma make it monsoon
And baby I'mma keep my iris on you



Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Hudish
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