Chris Brown – Iffy (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Chris Brown opens 2022 with the premiere of the music video for the new “Iffy” song. The track was co-produced by Smash David, OG Parker & Blaq Tuxedo. Read the lyrics, stream, listen, buy, mp3 download.

Amid rumours that he’s welcomed a third child into the world, Chris Brown is ignoring that gossip and focusing on his music. Aside from his social media commentary every so often, Chris Brown’s fans haven’t received many updates about what the next phase of his music career will entail. There have been whispers of a new album and tour, and although he hasn’t given details, Brown has seemingly fanned the flame of the chatter with enigmatic posts.

After taking to the Rolling Loud California stage last month, there were murmurs that the singer may be signing with Quality Control Music. The public has been eagerly awaiting confirmation about that, but instead, Breezy has shared his first single of 2022: “Iffy.” He recently teased the track on social media and is slated to release the single’s music video in the coming days.

Chris Brown – Iffy (prod. Smash David, OG Parker & Blaq Tuxedo)

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Lyrics

[Chorus]
Ayy
Pinky ring worth ’bout two-fifty (Ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo’, that’s drippy (Ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (Ooh)
Can’t trust these hoes ’cause they iffy (Ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon’ slide now (Ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that’s a vibe now (Ooh, ayy)
Ballin’ on these hoes like LeBron now (Ooh)
She spinnin’ off the top, that’s a freestyle

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I’m ’bout to run it up
I’m ’bout to pull up in that motherfuckin’ Bentley truck (Ayy)
Got some bad bitches and they ’bout to fuck it up (Ayy)
And we takin’ shit over just to sum it up, sum it up
Yeah, I need my commas, lil’ bitch
I ain’t playin’, man, I put that on my mama and shit
Twenty-four on the jersey, just for Mamba and shit
Vince Carter on the beat, I put my arm through the rim

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s your birthday, put your hands in the air if it’s your birthday
And you know we don’t give a fuck ’cause that’s your birthday
You should be throwin’ that back in the first place
It’s Breezy, I know you heard of me

[Chorus]
Ooh, yeah
Pinky ring worth ’bout two-fifty (Ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo’, that’s drippy (Ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (Ooh)
Can’t trust these hoes ’cause they iffy (Ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon’ slide now (Ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that’s a vibe now (Ooh, ayy)
Ballin’ on these hoes like LeBron now (Ooh)
She spinnin’ off the top, that’s a freestyle

[Verse 2]
I’m about to turn it up, a hundred degrees
Got my baby goin’ up, flight overseas
I don’t know where your girl at, she missin’
I’m a bad boy like a Detroit Piston
Nigga, I might smash on yo’ bitch, Mitch Richmond
Cookin’ up that hot shit, yeah, we in the kitchen
You been workin’ out, girl, lookin’ real temptin’
The way you make it clap, tonight I might care for you

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s your birthday (Birthday), put your hands in the air if it’s your birthday (Birthday)
And you know we don’t give a fuck ’cause that’s your birthday (Birthday)
You should be throwin’ that back in the first place (First place)
It’s Breezy, I know you heard of me

[Chorus]
Ooh, yeah (Ooh, ayy)
Pinky ring worth ’bout two-fifty (Ooh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo’, that’s drippy (Ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (Ooh)
Can’t trust these hoes ’cause they iffy (Ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon’ slide now (Ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that’s a vibe now (Ooh, ayy)
Ballin’ on these hoes like LeBron now (Ooh)
She spinnin’ off the top, that’s a freestyle

[Bridge]
Yeah, let’s play, your body makes me feel a way
Just make it shake, I want you to put it all in my face
Make it nasty
Bad bitch (Bad), walked in (Walked), her friends locked in (Yeah)
Top ten (Woah), toxic I am, yes,ma’am (Yeah-yeah)
And if they hatin’ on you, I might have to kick them out ’cause

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s your birthday (It’s your birthday), put your hands in the air if it’s your birthday (Birthday)
And you know we don’t give a fuck ’cause that’s your birthday (Birthday, yeah)
You should be throwin’ that back in the first place (First place)
It’s Breezy, I know you heard of me

[Chorus]
Ooh, yeah
Pinky ring worth ’bout two-fifty (Two-fifty, oh, ayy)
Two-tone my Lambo’, that’s drippy (Yeah-yeah, I did that, ooh, ayy)
Bottle after bottle, now she tipsy (Tipsy, yeah)
Can’t trust these hoes ’cause they iffy (Ooh, ayy)
I know that your best friend gon’ slide now (I know, ooh, ayy)
Party at my house, that’s a vibe now (Vibe, ooh, ayy)
Ballin’ on these hoes like LeBron now (Ooh)
She spinnin’ off the top, that’s a freestyle (Freestyle)