Perfect Day Lyrics

Until next time, we gone

OG, I salute to you my niggas

We just getting started

Yours truly, Mr. 3525

And P.S. Detroit, if we ever gonna get to where we need to be

that bullshit gotta stop

Niggas ain't gotta shake hands

Let's break these millions though

OG, talk to him

Yeah

Yeah

Shout out to my homeboy, Quasar

For making this

Right

You know, you just having a good-ass day

You know, wake up with a waking face

Bad bitch laying next to you

Yeah

Right

Kevo said get him, so I got him

I got a hundred dollars with 99 problems

And who the fuck will call

if I need someone to solve them

Cause if you got a squad, half of them niggas be plotting

So fuck em

I'ma get my money on a buckle

If you ain't my blood, then I don't really fucking trust you

If you ain't my girl, how you expect for me to love you

If you got another man and you caught me on a double

Bitch, fuck you

I'ma get my money and scream, fuck a hater

And I'ma do what I want and think about it later

And she gone come home with us and she gone pour you later

And we gone party all night like we made it major

Bridge

Ride

Ride

Uh

Ride

Getting that ring

Yeah, you know I like it

Like it

Right

OG Ted

Cut the rim

Ted times two

make your bitch double take

Hit a bad bitch getting it all on tape

Like father, like son, but my mama

Got gaming, your girl on my team

Cause I ball like EA, never play

She wanna fuck with a youngin'

She got a man at the crib, but shit, I ain't worried about nothing

Tell her man do some pushups in her throat

Like the Hickos ballin'. Like I'm Chauncey Billups

And my niggas carry them pistons

Never went to college, but I got green like a sportin'

And you ain't an OG if you ain't smokin

On that chronic. This rap shit don't work

Then I'm going to move mountains

And if I'm on top, I'm gone keep on climbing

Fuck them other niggas

Ride. Ride

Yeah

You know I like the coke and the Remy

Yeah, you know I like the coke

And the Remy. Yeah, you know I like it big

Ride. Ride

Ride

I'm on the dark shit

Ride. Ride

Ride. Ride. Ride. Ride. Ride. Ride

Okay, finger fuck a hater, I'm a player

Not a payer. Middle fingers in the air

Margarola, nothing flaker

Use a motherfucking faker. Yo girl, I would really

take her, make her meaner than Satan

I play her just like I'm gaming, my nigga

But I'm the coach

When time's low. I got smoke all in my throat

My eyes low, my chest hurt

I just choke. I laugh then I

Pass that shit back to my bros

You boys cakes, my team really get this

Go. I don't give a damn who you

Fuck with or no. You ain't got

No rep, get the fuck on

My niggas smokin' loud over here and they

Gettin' strong, don't you hear it

Coke and Remy

Shout out Tevin and Devin

See I'm tryna feed

My family, my niggas

And I ain't lettin' none of you niggas

Stop that shit

Mr. Pay attention

Kwame Q and Patrick, let's Fix that shit

Cause I fucked the city up, my niggas

OG

Mr. 3525

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