Lyrics XXXTRA - Iggy Azalea

XXXTRA

Neck cold, gimme frostbite
Tattoo EverBlack, sweatsuit and it’s Off-White
Clearport, 'bout to hop flight
Talk shit like you a raw bitch, you cannot fight
Big bag got 'em big mad
New whip, blue smoke, watch me zig-zag
Hold up, big gas give 'em whiplash
I sold fifty million records on you bitch-ass hoes, I’m well off
Whispers from the ground, I heard I fell off
Landed on top of the world
I sped off in somethin' that cost more than your life
Real boss, my car just ignore any price
Troll for the likes, no control on the mic
I’m a pro, let 'em know when I rollin' the dice
Toes drippin' ice and your throat gettin' sliced
For any bitch who wanna disrespect Iggy Iggs
Extra
Ten chains and and rings 'cause I’m extra
Ran out of drink, I got extra
You wanna hang, pay me extra
Lames out my section, yeah, bitch, I’m extra
See through the fakes, I can’t text ya
Leak nudes and end world depression
Big jewels bigger than Texas
Rich like I robbed a bank
Pull up driveway and my house is big
Watch on each arm, you know what time it is
Keep a chef on my left, make the rice on the right
Got a plate full of steak, a’ight?
A’ight
How much it cost, does it hurt to ask?
Keep a Birkin bag, get my Birkin bag
And it hurt to laugh 'cause my stomach full
I get wined and dined, I got shine on shine
Keep a chain on chain, scroll through my contacts
I got names on names that could change your life
And it’s rare in this game to sustain the hype
And I’ll buy another pair if I stain the Nikes
Around a bum, never hang, it could drain your light
Overcame everything 'cause I paid the price
On a stage out in Spain with my face on a train
Wouldn’t trade with a lame, you can save advice
Extra
Ten chains and and rings 'cause I’m extra
Ran out of drink, I got extra
You wanna hang, pay me extra
Lames out my section, yeah, bitch, I’m extra
See through the fakes, I can’t text ya
Leak nudes and end world depression
Big jewels bigger than Texas
Rich like I robbed a bank