Perfect Matches lyrics

[Intro]
And I only rap on Sundays

[Verse 1]
We ain't in to keeping scores but it's even more
Youn't wann' see lil rackies in his uniform
You ain't seen a gun like this, this b*tch a unicorn
Thermal infrared, detect heat, I'm shootin' through the door
Burnt a n*gga dreads and won't stop shootin' till he hit the floor
Peep the scene been creeping all week cause I want two or more
The F&Neen stuffed with shark teeth, it could take out a horse
Me preferably, I don't leave heart beats, I do it by the book
Keep testin' me, shoot through the dark meat, just to see how I look
I'm definitely strapped more than car seats so go ahеad, try your luck
We sent n*ggas higher than bar sеats, you know them shots on us
Well, actually, some still on concrete, not with the higher ups
I told the labels, don't you mind me, I get so fired up
I done told you, b*tch n*ggas don't last at all, we gon' expire him
I never seen him duck a basketball, his head was by a rim
You probably won't hear of a sadder song than trucks Sirenin'

[Chorus]
Switches was the old term, we sayin' turkey asses
Matter of fact, I wanna see which one can twerk the fastest
If I take one, I gotta take two, cause they be clickin', clashin
I understand they hate each other, but they perfect matches
Glock 20, Glock 30, they the perfect matches
A 29 and 21 sound like the perfect matches
A 19 and 31, yeah, they the perfect matches
I understand they hate each other, but they perfect matches
Glock 20, Glock 30, they the perfect matches
A 29 and 21 sound like the perfect matches
A 19 and 31, yeah, they the perfect matches
I understand they hate each other, but they perfect
[Verse 2]
I always had a fearless heart, I tear em' all apart
Judge ask me why I'm postin' switches, this a auto part
The car crash, f*ck a top dog, he need a auto start
A hard head make a soft ass, we left him all in parts
We delivered her son back in blood, the postpartum part
I figure just sweepin' it under the rug would be the hardest part
We really p itn*ggas up and above, beyond on the tallest part
We put enough n*ggas inside the ground to make a garden start
Can't put it up you tripping I got a choppa in this Carhartt
Got a plethora of sticks that's on me like I'm a golf cart
I seen the toughest n*gga turn cop, that n*gga Paul Blart
Must be sh*ttin' me, why you speak on bronem name like he ain't a All Star
Like he ain't personally shushed your brother and made him wall art
Your brother died, you had epiphanies and tried to call off
I got that call and jumped right in that V, just check my call off
You the reason that he stopped rappin' and jumped into them dark thoughts