Perfect Timing
I used to pray for days like these
Used have none, I had no kicks
No surprise, it had to switch
Can't change the people, change your bitch
Perfect timing on my wrist
Feel like a pilot, I'm flying high in the sky VIP
Watch me takeoff yeah, I'm getting rich
Rolex on me, I got that perfect timing
Got some hoes beside me, with a perfect body
Extra thick need some help, no you know I got it
Counting money, we don't count them bodies
Gotta mop it, gotta clean the carpet
Extra check, I got the money calling
Handy bitch, she gave me that extra saucy
Savage hoe, she call me just to suck it
Sassy bitch, we got no time for cuddling
But that just how I like em
Brand new whip, got no millage on it
Cargo bands, stretch it out and profit
Benzocaine from Russia
Flakes they come from island
Yeah, I wash it make it cakey for a dollar
Color mayo no spaghetti, only fuck with pasta
Whip the Bentley like some whippits, I got a concussion
On a wave, call me Peter Jackson
Way I surf is lavish, call me Kelly Slater
Boy you acting tough, I'ma see you later
Boy you acting tough, I'ma see you later
I used to pray for days like these
Used have none, I had no kicks
No surprise, it had to switch
Can't change the people, change your bitch
Perfect timing on my wrist
Feel like a pilot, I'm flying high in the sky VIP
Watch me takeoff yeah, I'm getting rich
Remember bro, we used to serve at the apartments
Underdogs, but we gon go and win regardless
Took my daughter out of the apartments, free my baby mama
Free Colby, can't wait to say it backwards
Yeah she got an ass, but hoe ain't got no assets
Pull up me, and a couple Rastas
Rollin dope like we work for Nasa
Getting high is our main attraction
RPG, and a couple rockets
Cross em off, like they work for target
GTA, pull up shoot the bastards
This no circus put the laser on em
Yeah, we going hunting
Money on his head, gotta solve his problems
Couple bands, and a couple ratchets
What a dummy, she forgot to count it
Water on me splashy splashy
Pussy on me I'm gon dive in
Bodies dropping, I ain't hearing nothing
Change the topic, cause we getting money
He hating on me, says his hoe been feeling lonely
Way she fuck, damn I swear she needs a trophy
Perfect timing, way I kill the subject
Perfect timing, way I kill the subject
Used have none, I had no kicks
No surprise, it had to switch
Can't change the people, change your bitch
Perfect timing on my wrist
Feel like a pilot, I'm flying high in the sky VIP
Watch me takeoff yeah, I'm getting rich
Rolex on me, I got that perfect timing
Got some hoes beside me, with a perfect body
Extra thick need some help, no you know I got it
Counting money, we don't count them bodies
Gotta mop it, gotta clean the carpet
Extra check, I got the money calling
Handy bitch, she gave me that extra saucy
Savage hoe, she call me just to suck it
Sassy bitch, we got no time for cuddling
But that just how I like em
Brand new whip, got no millage on it
Cargo bands, stretch it out and profit
Benzocaine from Russia
Flakes they come from island
Yeah, I wash it make it cakey for a dollar
Color mayo no spaghetti, only fuck with pasta
Whip the Bentley like some whippits, I got a concussion
On a wave, call me Peter Jackson
Way I surf is lavish, call me Kelly Slater
Boy you acting tough, I'ma see you later
Boy you acting tough, I'ma see you later
I used to pray for days like these
Used have none, I had no kicks
No surprise, it had to switch
Can't change the people, change your bitch
Perfect timing on my wrist
Feel like a pilot, I'm flying high in the sky VIP
Watch me takeoff yeah, I'm getting rich
Remember bro, we used to serve at the apartments
Underdogs, but we gon go and win regardless
Took my daughter out of the apartments, free my baby mama
Free Colby, can't wait to say it backwards
Yeah she got an ass, but hoe ain't got no assets
Pull up me, and a couple Rastas
Rollin dope like we work for Nasa
Getting high is our main attraction
RPG, and a couple rockets
Cross em off, like they work for target
GTA, pull up shoot the bastards
This no circus put the laser on em
Yeah, we going hunting
Money on his head, gotta solve his problems
Couple bands, and a couple ratchets
What a dummy, she forgot to count it
Water on me splashy splashy
Pussy on me I'm gon dive in
Bodies dropping, I ain't hearing nothing
Change the topic, cause we getting money
He hating on me, says his hoe been feeling lonely
Way she fuck, damn I swear she needs a trophy
Perfect timing, way I kill the subject
Perfect timing, way I kill the subject
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Writer(s): Stefan Khmelnitsky
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