Joell Ortiz - Iron On You lyrics

rate me

These little groupies talk nigga

That’s how you feel home boy?

You don’t want them kind of problems

I’m tryna tell you man, no you don’t

You don’t want that

I’ma do this on joint

And I ain’t talking no more, word to my mother

Beef is real on my side of town

Keep your eye on all them punk plus that ride around

Beef will provide all them siren sounds

And your moms with extra tear drops sliding down

Beef will have you relocating

But we gonn catch up to you lil homie

We so patient

Beef’s what you don’t want with me

No money on your head, get it for free

I hope you keep iron on you

I hope you keep iron on you

You niggas act tough running round with all them guards

Reach faggot niggas, y’all ain’t hard

I hope you keep iron on you

I hope you keep iron on you

And know that

Y’almost got me fucked up

I’m hood I will fuck y’all up

I’m signed to one nigga

That’s signed to Jimmy nigga

And run with 3 niggas that can’t be touched

But it ain’t about all them bars now

I’m tryna let you know who I are now

This rapshit is y’all dudes’ dream

This shit make my street dough clean, you get it

I had dirty money coming in

Cucci, … had my dudes put that stuff in the pen

I waas really in that comfort end

Bazooka chew, I was bubbling

I’m a product of the gutter fam

No bank accounts, nike box and thick rubber bands

Before rap I was the people’s champ

Nothing less then a 9 on that diesel stamp

Yeah new jacks on the block, gotta get the heading on

To move crack in my spot

I was boot camping that pot

It go in there soft come out hard as a rock

Leave me out all them rap beefs

Cause I ain’t fin the right rhymes, I’ma crack teeth

On camera, y’all some mean goons

But a bunch of powerpuff girls in these green rooms, ha ha ha ha

My finger itching on that trigga, y’all verified on twitter

I’m verified by real niggas

And they don’t has tag, they toe tag

Have me send a dm to your folk’s pad

Can’t walk through New York without a hoe

Or a chick tryna have me to herself for a half hour

I’m so not hard to find

I’m in the north side all the time

Beef is real on my side of town

Keep your eye on all them punk plus that ride around

Beef will provide all them siren sounds

And your moms with extra tear drops sliding down

Beef will have you relocating

But we gonn catch up to you lil homie

We so patient

Beef’s what you don’t want with me

No money on your head, get it for free

I hope you keep iron on you

I hope you keep iron on you

You niggas act tough running round with all them guards

Reach faggot niggas, y’all ain’t hard

I hope you keep iron on you

I hope you keep iron on you

And know that.