Perfect Life lyrics

by

Ricky Bascom



[Chorus]
Ooh, get a bad b*tch in my perfect life
Hit a bad b*tch from the back, [?] my perfect life
Hit a bad b*tch [?] perfect life
Skinny white b*tch, flat ass, I live a perfect life

[Verse 1]
Mattress on the floor and your b*tch still let me f*ck
Now I got her bad friend, that's how you know I'm coming up
b*tch, you fat, you not thick, come on, b*tch please
I like 'em skinny girls that wear T-shirts down to they knees
Hold up, beat the pus*y 'till it's dead, I don't give a f*ck
Now I got a bunch of dead b*tches, FBG Duck
Everything changed ever since I got buff
A thousand grams of protein, [?] for twenty bucks
My emo b*tch like Johnny Mitchell, b*tch we gonna ball
We don't need no piece of paper from the city hall
I got my b*tch trained, yeah, she beg to suck the balls
I know she'll leave me if I ask first, that's why I never call
I ain't scared to die, b*tch, I'll just go to Heaven
Tried to rob me, [?] made me a legend
I'm gonna make a song as soon as you get smoked
I'll do your ass than Gucci did Pookie Loc
You a pus*y boy, that's why she left you for a dyke
Stop playing Xbox, you damn hermaphrodite
You a pus*y boy, she don't even want your checks
She ain't used to racism, you know it makes her wet
[Bridge]
I'm doing music, work a job, I'm still sellin' dope
Investors tryna get me bread, I'm still sellin' dope
Investors sent me 10K if I quit my job, I took the 10K, kept the job, I'm still sellin' dope
I was so broke, I had to quit all my vices
Couldn't afford shredded cheese, eating pasteurized slices
Now we pull up and all the b*tches eat us
Working twelve hour shifts, man, I start to believe in Jesus
We done came up, but it took so long
We were working at the factory, we were singing slave songs (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
[?] Louis bag, a perfect life
Uh, ay, ten thousand cash, I live a perfect life
Skinny white b*tch, flat ass, I live a perfect life
Skinny white b*tch, flat ass, I live a perfect life (Skinny white b*tch)

[Chorus]
Ooh, get a bad b*tch in my perfect life
Hit a bad b*tch from the back, [?] my perfect life (Yeah)
Hit a bad b*tch [?] perfect life
Skinny white b*tch, flat ass, I live a perfect life (Skinny white b*tch, got skinny white b*tch with no ass)

[Verse 2]
She gon' suck my di*k and then she gon' say that I'm rude
I'm gettin' so much bread, I'm starting to look like [?]
b*tch, where you was at when I was chubby?
These b*tches love Sosa, they don't love me
I think I'm traumatized by women, uh, my mind spinning like a helicopter
They say women can't rape men, but if you can't beat women, how the f*ck you s'posed to stop her?
Can't just give a b*tch di*k no more, they want money too, I need a non-disclosure
She want the cheese, she want the meat, I told the b*tch "That ain't kosher!"
You gay boy, you sweet like Baby Ray's
Keep your thick b*tch, give me Padmé or Coi Leray
You better keep me the f*ck away
Your baby mama broke and she need a place to stay (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
[?] Louis bag, a perfect life
Uh, ay, ten thousand cash, I live a perfect life
Skinny white b*tch, flat ass, I live a perfect life
Skinny white b*tch, flat ass, I live a perfect life (Skinny white b*tch)

[Chorus]
Ooh, get a bad b*tch in my perfect life
Hit a bad b*tch from the back, [?] my perfect life (Yeah)
Hit a bad b*tch [?] perfect life
Skinny white b*tch, flat ass, I live a perfect life (Skinny white b*tch, got skinny white b*tch with no ass)
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