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Mr.Perfect
Baby Smoove
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Yes sir, yes sir
I got it
Rocaine made this beat too
Yeah
22, aye
Bitch I ain't petty if I want it I'ma spend
Stayed up hella nights writing raps and searching BINs
With either one I get a Benz
A nigga dissin' Baby, he won't make it to his crib
Bitch, I'm Mr. Perfect, shit I feel like Gucci Mane
I'm a scamming ass nigga, yeah, me and all my friends
Lil bitch, I'm flawless like ten times ten
I know God mad at me for some shit that I done did
Nigga think he gangsta, we gon' stake out at your crib
I'll turn this whole damn pop red off a six
What the fuck that make you if you hanging with a snitch?
If you ain't got no money, why the fuck you out the crib?
Done with this thirty, I'ma go and flip the clip
Petty nigga with no hustle, you can't even flip a script
Cell game dropped, but these hams gettin' hit
Don't care 'bout no groupies, used to hoes on my dick
That choppa hit your shoulder, it'll take your arm with it
What the fuck I look like fighting one of you strong niggas?
I wake up in the morning tryna make my roll bigger
Yo bitch wake up next to you like "I chose the wrong nigga"
Bitch I ain't petty if I want it I'ma spend
Stayed up hella nights writing raps and searching BINs
With either one I get a Benz
A nigga dissin' Baby, he won't make it to his crib
Bitch, I'm Mr. Perfect, shit I feel like Gucci Mane
I'm a scamming ass nigga, yeah, me and all my friends
Lil bitch, I'm flawless like ten times ten
I know God mad at me for some shit that I done did
Can't leave this bitch alone, shit, 'cause her throat different
This exotik in this wood, lil boy, we smoke different
If a nigga sneak diss, I bet he all alone with it
Saks Fifth high as hell flirting with the old bitches
Bitch, I grew up in hood, I looked up to dope dealers
I ain't tryna make no friends, you rappers is hoe niggas
You gon' dig your own grave fucking with this young nigga
I'll punch a nigga first then show him my gun with me
I might go to Cali to do donuts in a 'Rari
I been rocking Vlone like that nigga Bari
Take your bitch and fuck her, have you looking like Safaree
Shit, I felt like Blade in my first pair of Cartis
I knew that as kids some of you niggas be bums
Bitch, I'm 22, I never did no 1 on 1's
Aye
You niggas crumbs
You ain't made in a month what I charge for a song
Bitch I ain't petty if I want it I'ma
Stayed up hella nights writing raps and searching, aye
With either one I get a (Benz)
A nigga dissin' Baby, he won't make it to his crib
Bitch, I'm Mr... shit, I... Gucci Mane
I'm a scamming ass nigga, yeah, me and all my friends
Lil bitch, I'm flawless like (ten times ten)
I know God mad at me for some shit that I done did