letra de perfect - sgpwes
perfect lyrics
[intro: sgpwes]
neilaworld
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (d-mn)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (d-mn)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (d-mn)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (go)
[verse 1: sgpwes]
they be like “wes, you a g.o.a.t”
i tell them n-ggas “i know” (haha)
your b-tch wan’ give me the throat (ugh)
i told her leave me alone (blah)
’cause i’m too perfect, ’cause i’m too perfect
’cause i’m too perfect, ’cause i’m too perfect
’cause i’m too perfect, ’cause i’m too perfect (let’s go)
none of your plans is working
i’m in my bag, in my birkin
from outer sp-ce, i’m not a person
i’m finna bust, i’m not a virgin
these n-ggas, they tough on the ‘gram (yeah)
i f-ck that b-tch, i put her on cam
these n-ggas don’t know who i am (yeah)
free all my n-ggas that stuck in the jam
you got a glock? it better not jam (bah)
she wanna f-ck on lil’ wes ’cause he poppin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i told that b-tch to go leave, i got options
catch him in public, you know i’m gon’ drop him (yeah)
they be like “wes, you a g.o.a.t”
i tell them n-ggas “i know” (haha)
your b-tch wan’ give me the throat (ugh)
i told her leave me alone (ha)
your b-tch wan’ give me the throat (ha)
your b-tch wan’ give me the throat (ha)
your b-tch wan’ give me the throat (ha)
your b-tch wan’ give me the throat (ha)
i told her leave me alone (yeah)
i’m really stuck in the zone (ha)
i’m standing still like a gnome (ha)
my b-tch, she bad to the bone
[verse 2: onlybino]
my b-tch, she bad to the bone (d-mn)
i smoke the gas out the bong (she- sheesh)
she hoeing, won’t leave me alone (d-mn)
probably ’cause my money long (brrr, ah)
that n-gga talking his sh-t, we gon’ pull up with sticks, and i promise i get that boy gone
talking that sh-t, shut up (shut up)
up in that 6, put my bread up (bah)
we hit him perfect, we hit him perfect (slatt)
we hit him perfect, we hit him perfect (yeah)
b-tch, i’m a god, you need to worship
he get no p-ssy, that boy is a virgin
look at my neck, boy, i’m submerging
from all them fiends, i done been serving (shh)
dropping the top, we hit him perfect
dropping the top, we hit him perfect
goyard, that’s all on my body, yeah
ricky, that’s all on my body, yeah
b-tches, that’s all on my body, yeah
that’s why it’s body on body, yeah
got all the ho’s in the party (uh)
told the gang “sorry, not sorry” (huh)
stacking the bread like atari (huh)
i get the blues, safari
i got the guap, look at my watch
too many rocks, boy, you cannot
look at the guap, count it a lot
i’m at the top, you in a box
clutching, you think that you taking my spot?
you might stupid, ain’t taking my sl-t (yeah)
brodie gon’ pull out the chop (yeah)
we finna knock off his top
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