Lyrics Icy Chain - Saweetie

Icy Chain

My hair, my money, come bundle
I spent your rent on my frontal (Yeah)
Bitches see me and get humble
Quick take yo' nigga but I don’t even want to
Birkin bag, Crocodile Dundee
Mink on my body like I just went hunting
Tell PETA I’m being one hunnid
That icy girl still rock fur in the summer
Like fashion week, hella casualties
I think I know why they mad at me
I’m pretty, I’m in every city
But won’t hit the club unless it’s a bag for me
Daddy, answer me, I need to know why your mad at me
'Cause you be complaining, you stay in your feelings
I’m starting to think you can’t handle me
Twerk that ass for a icy chain
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Ayy)
Get love in the Bay like I’m 40
Big love to sip on the 40's
This Rollie up on me cost forty
I’ma be fun in my forties
Ooh, ig booty galore
Make sure to clap when you see me on tour
He sweatin' me like a sport
I play in Prada whenever I’m bored (That's right)
handstand, Ima get these ba-bands
Bet' not smell no pussy when you pop it on a handstand, uh
All of my bitches smell good, yeah
Don’t worry 'bout us, we good
I ain’t gon' lie, you actin' too shy
Come pop that shit like a bitch from the hood (Brrt)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Ayy)