Perfect lyrics

by

Yung God



[Intro]
That was the beat on the beat
I don't give a f*ck what you have to say
I don't give a f*ck what your mama say
What your father say, I'm perfect till the day I die b*tch, uh

[Chorus]
I don't got no time to conversate b*tch I'm working
b*tch hit her knees Its my di*k she bout to worship
Don't respond to all you hatin' n*ggas y'all ain't worth it
I'm pretty and I'm rich, huh
Everything is perfect
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Ice (yung) perfect (god)
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Life (wha) is perfect (huh)
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Life is perfect
Life is perfect

[Verse 1]
Huh.. I think I'm perfect, b*tches looking at me
Young Rich n*gga
Got the strippers throwing money at me
(Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi)
I gives a f*ck if you ain't heard of me
n*gga sayin I ain't got no swag
Then charge that n*gga with perjury
Look at my appearance cause its the opposite of my currency
Rawest in the game I dare rappers to come and challenge me
Yung God b*tch I burn blunts like calories
Pray to me, walk up in this b*tch I'm looking like a diva
Brand new whip, rims spinning like a ballerina
b*tches blow me like Im reefer, got more hoes than Queen Latifa
Take a picture of my face and hang it next to the Mona Lisa
Run this b*tch dont need no breather, b*tch I fly like Peter, Pan
(Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi)
If he's a man than Im a god, b*tch Im on my grind
I dont need a mixed b*tch, I get a black and white b*tch
And then I f*cked them at the same time
Secret agent swag, moved In silence like Im James Bond
[Chorus]
I don't got no time to conversate b*tch I'm working
b*tch on her knees Its my di*k she bout to worship
Don't respond to all you hatin' n*ggas y'all ain't worth it
I'm pretty and I'm rich, huh
Everything is perfect
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Ice (yung) perfect (god)
Face (wha?) perfect (wha?)
Life (woah) is perfect (woah)
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Life (yung) is perfect (god)
Life (woah) is perfect (huh)

[Verse 2]
b*tch Im perfect, outta [?] money
Coming by the minute, see my hustle b*tch commend it
I got on my cocaine on my di*k
It have her running back like let me smell, Ocean Gang
Aka the realest n*ggas in this b*tch
f*ck a pus*y up and send it back like I rented it
Money In my bed, me and hundreds getting intimate
Tiny ass pants that could fit my little brother b*tch
Swear Im on some other sh*t, pus*y melt like butter b*tch
Flood a b*tch, Im just talking sh*t, I ain't rapping yet
Flawless, rags to rich, infinite, immaculate, every song I make a hit
n*ggas tryna sneak diss, I look broke and live rich
Everything is perfect, sleeping on Yung God I wake him up just like a bad dream, b*tch Im so fresh my ass clean while I take a sh*t
Lungs full of that dro, I ain't really trippin off of no hoe
Walk up In the room so pretty, look like Marilyn Monroe
[Outro]
Perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect
Perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect
Perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect
Perfect, perfect, perfect
b*tch look at my face
b*tch look at my-, oh my god
Yung God, splash
Ocean Gaaaanggg
Based freestyle n*gga
Splash
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