Perfect Lyrics – Icewear Vezzo (feat. DaBaby)

Perfect Song by Icewear Vezzo: “Perfect” is a New Song, sung by Icewear Vezzo. Perfect Song was written by ​​​​​Icewear Vezzo, DaBaby, Audiovista, and BWolf201, and the music was produced by ​​BWolf201 and Audiovista.

Perfect Song Credits:

Song: Perfect
Album: Live From The 6
Band/Singer: Icewear Vezzo
Lead Vocals: Icewear Vezzo & DaBaby
Written By: Icewear Vezzo, DaBaby, Audiovista & BWolf201
Music Produced By: BWolf201 & Audiovista
Music Label: Quality Control
Featuring Artist: DaBaby
Music Video Director: boominfilmz & Diego Cruz
Release Date:
January 26, 2024

Icewear Vezzo – Perfect Lyrics

I Don’t Fu*k With Niggas ’cause I’m Perfect
I’m Perfect
I Was Doin’, Mhm, Mhm-hm
’cause We Live From The Six
Realest Nigga In The Trap, Mhm
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I Put All My H*es In Designer (Ooh)
Don’t Bring Me Out No Bottles, Purple Soda With All The Robbers
Love That Bougie Pu*sy, She The Finest
Rich Nigga, 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 Like Jerome And Saint
Diamond Bracelets Set With Double [?], 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)
Fu*k Her Like She Trashy
Put D!ck All Down Her Throat ’til It Get Raspy

Street Nigga But I’m Perfect (B!tch, I’m Perfect)
She A Ghetto B!tch, That Pu*sy Perfect (Pu*sy 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

         

I Was Servin’ The Nigga That Was Servin’ You ‘fore I Rapped
Nigga, I Done Did Business With The Realest Niggas,
I Was One Deep As My Strap, Nigga
I Can’t Name Not One L That I Took That I Ain’t Come Back,
These Niggas 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 Niggas
I Go From Plane To Hotel, Different Hotel To The [?] When I Put That Fire On ’em Niggas, I Went Home,
Got In My Bed, I Ain’t Even Take Me No Bath
It Is What It Is, My Nigga, I Done Did What I Did,
Now I’m Settin’ This Shit Up For My Family And Kids, My Nigga
And My Nieces And Nephews,
So They Can Live The Way They Wanna Live, My Nigga
I Can Tell Niggas Feel A Way When
I Keep Pullin’ Up On All The Benzes, Nigga
And I Barely Drive Them B!tches

Like I Ain’t Earnt That Shit
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 Shit
That’s Why I’m Hurt Like This
I See A Therapist, I Prolly Tell Her, B!tch

Street Nigga But I’m Perfect (B!tch, I’m Perfect)
She A Ghetto B!tch, That Pu*sy Perfect (Pu*sy 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

Lot Of Girls Like To Swallow (Swallow),
College Girls Like To Get It Too (Ooh)
Wock’ In Baby Bottles, Pu*sy Hotter Like She Had A Flu (Yeah)
Rich, Turnt And Rude, Fu*k The Problems,
All My Niggas 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 [?] (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 Shit,
B!tch, You Got All It Takes (All It Takes)

Yeah, Turned You To A Star, Ho,
You The Shit, You Got All It Takes (Shit)
Mhm, Can’t Do Shit With All These Cars,
Yeah, I’m Too Rich, I Can’t Even Go On Dates

Street Nigga But I’m Perfect (B!tch, I’m Perfect)
She A Ghetto B!tch, That Pu*sy Perfect (Pu*sy 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)

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LyricsWorldYou FAQs & Trivia

Who wrote the lyrics to the “Perfect” song?

Perfect song lyrics written by Icewear Vezzo, DaBaby, Audiovista, and BWolf201.

Who is the singer of the “Perfect” song?

Perfect song is sung by Icewear Vezzo and DaBaby.

Who is the music producer of the Perfect song?

BWolf201 and Audiovista produced Perfect song music.

When was the Perfect song released?

Perfect the song was released on January 26, 2024.


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