Perfect Icewear Vezzo (Ft. DaBaby)

[Intro: Icewear Vezzo]
I don't fuck with niggas ’cause I'm perfect
I'm perfect
I was doin’, mhm, mhm-hm
'Cause we live from the six
Realest nigga in the trap, mhm
(Iced Up Records)

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
I put all my hoes in designer (Ooh)
Don't bring me out no bottles, purple soda with all the robbers
Love that bougie pussy, she the finest
Rich nigga, went to trappin', college money, problems I can solve
Take a pic when I get dressed, when I go out I like to throw on Saint
Gotta save that check, I can't go out likе Jerome and Saint
Diamond bracelеts set with double rows, sixty pointers pink
T-ed up in a club, we geekin' up, I'm finna throw the set
I hate tricks, but I love fashion (Yeah)
Don't be trickin’, but who askin’?
Might just throw a tip if you get nasty (Ooh)
She a project baby, but she classy (Yeah)
Fuck her like she trashy
Put dick all down her throat 'til it get raspy

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Street nigga, but I’m perfect (Bitch, I'm perfect)
She a ghetto bitch, that pussy perfect (Pussy perfect)
I can't wife a ho unless she perfect (Unless she perfect)
I put on my ice and it look perfect
Come on, yeah, bitch, I'm perfect (Bitch, I’m perfect)
Huh, yeah, bitch, I'm perfect (Bitch, I'm perfect)
Huh, I put on my ice and I look perfect (I look perfect)
I can't wife a bitch unless she perfect