Perfect (remix) (feat. Logic & Lil Wayne)

A$AP Ferg

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    Bitch, I did it, I made it, I'm loved and I'm hated
    I started from the bottom, now my neighborhood is gated
    They say: Drink to your accomplishments, so every night I'm faded
    Feel like every other day, me and somebody new related
    You're my sister, cousin, brother from the other side? (The other side)
    Well, I don’t know who told you that (my mama)
    Well, she fucking lied
    Ayy, wake up, wake up, get your cake up
    Cut it up like it's cocaine, shake up
    All the streets with all thеse beats
    I body beats, I'm not discreet (pеr-per-perfect)
    This is how I feel on the inside
    All you non-talent rappin' motherfuckers better run and hide
    You worthless, you have no purpose, fuckin' imposter
    You gots to get it through your head
    You won't never get no handout
    Fuckin' with your ass, it'd be like throwing a band out (per-per-perfect)
    My flow increased, my dough increased
    You know I leave them all deceased
    I am a fucking beast, I'm from the East
    I keep the peace, don’t need a piece
    But I keep a piece, got it, capisce?
    That boy gon' eat, this is a feast
    Once I release, I'm smokin' trees
    I bought my shit, I don't need no lease
    So fuck you up like Master P (perfect)
    This shit right here a masterpiece, I'm comin’ in hot like the police
    Shooting my shot like the police
    All on the block like the police, man, who gon' (stop, stop)
    The police from leaving bodies in the motherfuckin' streets, man? (Woo, woo!)

    (Aah)
    Man, fuck the police when they come to my peeps
    He put the hole in his cheek (yeah!)
    Gold on my teeth, in my pockets all B's like I got the get money disease (right!)
    I want my B's, I got more with the heat, when I speak I put rappers to sleep (yeah!)
    When I get geeked and go black on the beat, and I'm peeling them off of my cleats
    Don't stand in my way
    Hope you offended today, okay
    I got some Hannibal ways and I treat ‘em like dinner today, no way
    I get to feeling the bass, and I'm saying my grace, and I fuck up, I bite off your face
    Fuckers not tug on the waist, that just give us a team
    And watch everyone duck in the place
    Perfect, got a bad bitch, that's perfect
    Just bought a new crib, that's perfect
    VVS in my JID, that's perfect
    Got a billion streams, that's perfect
    And a couple billboards, I'm perfect
    See clowns in the game, circus
    Red dot all I know is I murk and burn ‘em
    Washing em' up, detergent
    Me and Nicki got a couple bitties twerking
    Got to come in with the city full of Persians
    And we got a tour bus full of virgins
    Swervin, mercy, hit the curb and
    Already done, rappers ain't learning
    Nigga look good, but ain't earning
    All of your jewelry turning
    I'm starting to get too concerning
    I burnt up the track like a furnace
    Been floating so long, I'm a star in the sky and I start to forget what the Earth is

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    Uh, I quarantine with a foreign ting
    Gucci sweats with the drawstrings
    Eating ex like soybeans
    Smiling like I'm Paul Wall
    Sipping all this Pauline
    She got a body like an RR
    I sleep inside it like a RV
    Gimme adderall, gimme perc
    Fuck it, I'm still on, full alert
    I eat every pussy on Earth and still have room for dessert
    I got porn stars on call
    I got Warhol on the wall
    Point a sawed-off at your skull (pow)
    Skull all on the wall
    Catch your guard dog off guard
    Get too fucking high, never fall hard
    Cut the lights off in the RR
    She look out the roof and see the Star Wars
    In these dames, we got no flaws
    That's flawless, all wins, no losses
    Perfecto, that's foreign
    Tunechi, de nada

    Man, fuck the police when they come to my peeps
    He put the hole in his cheek (yeah!)
    Gold on my teeth, in my pockets all B's like I got the get money disease (right!)
    I want my B's, I got more with the heat, when I speak I put rappers to sleep (yeah!)
    When I get geeked and go black on the beat, and I'm peeling them off of my cleats
    Don't stand in my way
    Hope you offended today, okay
    I got some Hannibal ways and I treat ‘em like dinner today, no way
    I get to feeling the bass, and I'm saying my grace, and I fuck up, I bite off your face
    Fuckers not tug on the waist, that just give us a team
    And watch everyone duck in the place
    Perfect, got a bad bitch, that's perfect
    Just bought a new crib, that's perfect
    VVS in my JID, that's perfect
    Got a billion streams, that's perfect
    And a couple billboards, I'm perfect
    See clowns in the game, circus
    Red dot all I know is I murk and burn ‘em
    Washing em' up, detergent
    Me and Nicki got a couple bitties twerking
    Got to come in with the city full of Persians
    And we got a tour bus full of virgins
    Swervin, mercy, hit the curb and
    Already done, rappers ain't learning
    Nigga look good, but ain't earning
    All of your jewelry turning
    I'm starting to get too concerning
    I burnt up the track like a furnace
    Been floating so long, I'm a star in the sky and I start to forget what the Earth is

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    Composición: Lil Wayne, Juicy J, Logic, A$AP Ferg y Twysted Genius

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