Perfect lyrics

[Intro: Icewear Vezzo]
I don't f*ck with n*ggas ’cause I'm perfect
I'm perfect
I was doin’, mhm, mhm-hm
'Cause we live from the six
Realest n*gga 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 pus*y, she the finest
Rich n*gga, 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)
f*ck her like she trashy
Put di*k all down her throat 'til it get raspy

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Street n*gga, but I’m perfect (b*tch, I'm perfect)
She a ghetto b*tch, that pus*y perfect (pus*y 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, b*tch, I'm perfect (b*tch, I’m perfect)
Huh, yeah, b*tch, I'm perfect (b*tch, I'm perfect)
Huh, I put on my ice and I look perfect (I look perfect)
I can't wife a b*tch unless she perfect
[Verse 2: DaBaby]
I was servin' the n*gga that was servin' you 'fore I rapped
n*gga, I done did business with the realest n*ggas, I was one deep as my strap, n*gga
I can't name not one L that I took that I ain't come back, these n*ggas can't figure me out
This a disconnect 'cause they can't comprehend the way I act, then I ain't even givin' it out
The way I can give it, call Gotti for the bulletproof, one call to play out in Memphis
Make the ghetto b*tches put the hands on they knees, I pay respect, I don't say hi to n*ggas
I go from plane to hotel, different hotel to the bag
When I put that fire on 'em n*ggas, I went home, got in my bed, I ain't even take me no bath
It is what it is, my n*gga, I done did what I did, now I'm settin' this sh*t up for my family and kids, my n*gga
And my nieces and nephews, so they can live the way they wanna live, my n*gga
I can tell n*ggas feel a way when I come pullin' up on all these Benzes, n*gga
And I barely drive them b*tches

[Pre-Chorus: DaBaby]
Like I ain't earnt that sh*t
She ain't really fit in with my program, so I done turned that b*tch
The other way, respectfully
I'm just a Kirk, like this
I'm battle-tested, been through sh*t
That's why I'm hurt like this
I see a therapist, I prolly tell her, b*tch

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Street n*gga but I'm perfect (b*tch, I'm perfect)
She a ghetto b*tch, that pus*y perfect (pus*y 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, b*tch, I'm perfect (b*tch, I'm perfect)
Huh, yeah, b*tch, I'm perfect (b*tch, I'm perfect)
Huh, I put on my ice and I look perfect (I look perfect)
I can't wife a b*tch unless she perfect
[Verse 3: Icewear Vezzo]
Lot of girls like to swallow (Swallow), college girls like to get it too (Ooh)
Wock' in baby bottles, pus*y hotter like she had a flu (Yeah)
Rich, turnt and rude, f*ck the problems, all my n*ggas shoot (Pow, pow, pow)
Got a lot of choppers, lot of dollars, twenty-six of blue
I be trappin' in the city, it ain't clappin', b*tch, you with the streets
Live from the six to Magic City just like Meech and T
Dirty yellow Fanta, purp' gelato when I split the leaf (Yeah, yeah)
Ballin' like the rappers out in traffic, twenty-six the tee (Skrrt)
Take a pic when I get dressed, when I go out I like to throw on Saint
Run that paper up, I can't go out like Jerome and Saint
Valet park the cars, I'm too lit, I barely go on dates (Skrrt)
Turned her to a star, ho, you the sh*t, b*tch, you got all it takes (All it takes)

[Pre-Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, turned you to a star, ho, you the sh*t, you got all it takes (sh*t)
Mhm, can't do sh*t with all these cars, yeah, I'm too rich, I can't even go on dates

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Street n*gga but I'm perfect (b*tch, I'm perfect)
She a ghetto b*tch, that pus*y perfect (pus*y 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, b*tch, I'm perfect (b*tch, I'm perfect)
Huh, yeah, b*tch, I'm perfect (b*tch, I'm perfect)
Huh, I put on my ice and I look perfect (I look perfect)
I can't wife a b*tch unless she perfect (Unless she perfect)
[Outro]
(Iced Up Records)