SaweetieICY GRL (Bae Mix)

(feat. Kehlani) [Verse 1: Kehlani] Can't stop, ain't stop, too hot Came out like the daughter of Aaliyah and 2Pac And I pop from the jump, ain't nobody too shocked And I'm out collectin' Rollies, you save up for G-Shocks Got a bag from the label, I invested and I flipped that I should write a book on how I mothafuckin' did that Everything I put in, I get right back Got long money, I ain't in it for a quick stack And if she ever had me bent, I don't know who she is Switchin' sides on me, just know that I know where you live And I ain't never had to bang, I'm good wherever I is And I got brothers that'll run it up and handle my biz Man I've been hot since a teen when they gave me the key To the city, fuck around, they'll have to crown me the queen Yeah, I'm blessed and highly favored to be livin' my dreams And now they layin' out the carpets when I step on the scene I drop a bag when I shop, all that extra shit I'm payin' all my family's bills, that's a flex and shit Ha, I'm your fave's favorite, that ain't ever changin', bitch Just bought the Porsche, you can catch me out here swangin' it Got a second phone and your boyfriend be ringin' it Got a little lion in me, I ain't ever tamin' shit Hah, hyphy, hater, you can fight me Yeah I beat the odds so I don't take that talkin' lightly Fuck around and make your girl my wifey Pearl face diamond on the bezel, keep it icy [Interlude: Kehlani] Ayy, check me out, I'm not even a fuckin' rapper Saweetie goin' fuckin' crazy, Oakland to Sac', what up [Chorus: Saweetie] Cause I'm icy, wifey, haters wanna fight me Never been the one get R.I.P. up on a white tee Keep my hands clean, got some hittas moving shiesty Ask me if I'm rollin' with some Gucci, bitch, I might be It's very unlikely my wrist ain't lookin' icy Chargin' by the minute 'cause my time is very pricey [Verse 2: Saweetie] Bougie when I'm broke, so I'm bougie when I'm poppin' I've been workin', stack one up, check my price, then I tax My education and my fashion gonna cost a couple racks Nah I don't need a sugar daddy, they call me when they need stacks See, I went to USC and got my college degree That means I'm smarter than these niggas, can't get over on me And then I went into Miami, saw some new property Put a down payment on condo with a view of South Beach Man, the devils try to break me, the devils try to play me I coulda got here quicker if I let the devil slip me But my prayers went up and my blessings came down Thankin' God every day that your girl above ground (that's right) And that's how a hot girl do it Keep her head up, even when she goin' through it My crown might slip, but it never ever falls If my niggas ever need me, they know I am who to call [Chorus: Saweetie] Cause I'm icy, wifey, haters wanna fight me Never been the one get R.I.P. up on a white tee Keep my hands clean, got some hittas moving shiesty Ask me if I'm rollin' with some Gucci, bitch, I might be It's very unlikely my wrist ain't lookin' icy Chargin' by the minute 'cause my time is very pricey [Outro: Saweetie] Shout out to my girl, Kehlani, she killed that shit From the Bay to Sacramento, North Cal, girl, we runnin' shit Icy
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