Perfect Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Uh-uh, yeah

Uh-uh, yeah

We never not

Never not workin

I'm gettin head firing up a blizzy, how I started my day

I tell my bitch everything I wanna do, she just say Okay

I'm on that texas, she on that dusse

Finna get lit, then call our Boobay

Smoke a nigga out like a motherfuckin' doobay

Shorty got that comeback, nigga, that's a boomerang her shit

Yeah, better check my resume, nigga, I do my thing, boy, my shit

Yeah, thuggin' how I want too 30 in the clip fit snuggly, this bitch

Yeah, I always pour three in a big peach

Rest in peace freak, my nigga was

Yeah, anything I see, I'll take like it's for me

Get it back in blood if it's worth it

He I ain't gon' do it

Nigga got a gun, but he ain't no shoota

I'm too solid gettin I'm getting head from a Medusa

When it's beef, we don't sleep, we be up with the roosters

You see, even my momma was crooked

Bought it right after we took it

Ran that shit up like a rookie

Ditch the assits no looky, yeah

Flew out to Cali to smoke on some cookies

In a high rise, watch the stock rise

While a nigga pull on her hair

And smack on ha booty

Finna boot it right after she toot it

She thinking ruth chris , I don't even wanna buy the bitch noodles

Pull up on scooters to bust your medulla

Precise with the math, nine came with a ruler

My MAC-10, it came with a cooler

Pull up on you and your shootaz yeah

Yeah, better check my resume, nigga, I do my thing, boy, my shit

Yeah, thuggin' how I want too 30 in the clip, fit snuggly, this bitch yeah

I always po three in a big peach

Rest in peace freak, my nigga was perfect

Yeah, anything I see, I take like it's for me

Get it back in blood if it's worth it