"Icy Chain" lyrics

(Bitch, Saweetie had me lit off the Henny last night)
Hey

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 (Hmm)

My hair, my money, come bundle
I spent your rent on my frontal (Yeah)
Bitches see me and get humble
Could take your nigga but I don't even want to (Hmm)
Birkin bag, Crocodile Dundee (Ooh)
Mink on my body like I just went hunting
Tell PETA I'm being one hunnid
That icy girl still rock a fur in the summer
Left fashion week, hella casualties (Yeah)
I think I know why they mad at me (Hahaha)
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 you're 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 (Hmm)

Get love in the Bay like I'm 40 (Uh)
Big C love to sip on the 40's (Yeah)
This Rollie up on me cost forty
I'ma be fine in my forties
Ooh, fake booty galore
Make sure it clap when you see me on tour (Hmm)
He sweatin' me like a sport
I play in Prada whenever I'm bored (That's right)
Concealer, tan, sand, I'ma get these band-bands
Bet' not smell no pussy when you pop it on a handstand (Ugh)
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 (Hmm)