Perfect Timin' (Freestyle) Lyrics

Shit, she asked me what I smoke, told her I got that piss pack, On god

Yeah, you know that I'm whippin', know that I'm trappin'

Yeah, I see your girl, I know that I'm havin' it

Bickin' it back, you know that we brackin' it

Got diamonds baguette, that got your bitch wet

Pull up to the pad, pull up to the set

Just picked up your girl, we gonna have sex

Ain't tellin' you nothin', ain't tell you the rest

Pain in my cardiac, beg you arrest

Hop in the backseat, grabbin' her chest

I ain't grabbin' her breasts, I'm grabbin' her bag

I see that bitch snaps, and I know that she fat

Then I pull up on you, and hop out with the gat

Bitch, huh, I know you a snitch, I know you a bitch

You ain't shit, I know you ain't climbin'

Just look at my watch, yeah, that's perfect timin'

Pull up to my pad, that shit on an island

Bitch, yeah, I know you a bitch, cause I see you with her

I pull up on you, put you in a hearse

Stars on my watch, I know you would cop

I'm whippin' the red light, look and I'm gone

I'm whippin' with Joey, she give me a blowie

Pull up on your mans, act like you don't know me

Cheifing biscotti, I am so high

When I'm whippin' that Bentley, I think I can fly

Bitch, I am so rich

Then I pull up on you, and hop out with the stick

Bitch, what, she lookin' so cute, but I know that she crazy

Huh, we bickin' it back, and we goin' so brazy

Huh, I been feelin' so hazy

Fuck, ayo, pass me that shit

Ayo, let me see my watch

I know you want it

But you ain't gettin' it

Bitch