Perfect ft. Young MVP Lyrics

I used to sell dope at the cellophane

Hit the show's, ho's say my name

Bring the pain yeah bring the pain

Switching lanes yea I'm switching lanes

Switching lanes, I'm switching lanes

Yea I'm switching lanes, like hold up

Baby just watch how I maneuver

Getting brains, no tutor

She call a medulla

I call her Medusa

Shout out to my jeweler

Im cooler than cooler

But I'm ready to get on the gritty shit

Ski mask fuck her titties shit

Ready to die just like Biggie did

Fuck the fame I just want the bread

Fuck the pussy I just want the head

Oh baby just getting said

Um, yea. Goin baby just getting said

Uh, don't baby just like

Give me some baby give me some

Give me some, yea give me some

Already kick like Adidas, all day I be dreaming

Shout out to my teacher money got the bitch creamin

Shout out to my teacher money got the bitch

Fuck it up, now fuck it up

Run it up baby run it up

Now show me love Now show me love

Baby turn me up. now turn me up

Turn me up now Turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Ah, fuck it up now fuck it up

Run it up baby run it up

Now show me love

Now show me love

Baby turn me up now turn me up

Turn me up now Turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Coming through we be doing thangs

Get higher than a ceiling fan

Not methane but I'm feeling strange

Everyday different strain

Hit me right in my medulla

busting moves, Super Saiyan, Peter Pan, T-Pain

All the same, elevate.

Ready to hit up the jeweler

Out and about just to step in the scene

Mobbing the whip while I wink at your bitch

Got you flipping a switch while I'm chiefing the green yea

Bring out her demons

I never mean it

I just be scheming

Sowing all that I'm reaping

Getting through like I'm seeping

Drip, drip, drip, drip

Yea, like the fit is so cold yea

I'm built like a soldier

Wake them up like I'm Folgers

Coming out of my holster if I lose my composure

Like the boy was never sober

Pissed off and bipolar

Out here whipping that Rover

Tell your bitch to come over

Get some dirt off my shoulder

Yea, That's how I run it up

Young boy coming up

Met my manz and we kill that running up

Now turn me up

Fuck it up, now fuck it up

Run it up baby run it up

Now show me love, now show me love

Baby turn me up. now turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up

Turn me up now turn me up. Ah