(im)Perfect
Fucking on a bad bitch
I don't want an average
All I really need is the
Gold in my brackets
Tatted like an Aztec
Gripping like a Mac ten
Got her head banging in the
Back like I'm Danzig
Shit talk and y'all don't even practice
Stepping in the ring and
Im feeling like I'm Cashis
Both hands when she
Grip on the magnum
Go so hard
Every digit gotta callous
Chip so big that I
Lift it like I'm atlas
Slip yo disc
Trying to pick up what I'm stacking
Lip go zip
When they hear that Goldy rapping
Clip yo chick
Getting jiggy wit a raper
Bitch don't sip
Chug my dick and lick it after
Spit so lit
Thought I heard the devil laughing
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Everytime I rap
Give a motherfucker stink face
Wonder where I'm at
What the motherfuckin ink say
Put it on the map
Like a motherfucking freeway bitch
Love it when she clap
Make her motherfucking cheeks shake
Said she was a fan
Imma motherfucking heat wave
Homie not a Stan
He a motherfucking deepfake bitch
Wait
I ain't been a lion
Been a lamb for a minute
I ain't even lying
Being a man been a mission
I remember crying
From the lack of the riches
Then I surrendered time
Learned to stack it with interest
Never ending my grind
Had to pass all my limits
Resetting zen in my mind
Imma master apprentice so
Any motherfucker that is really
Down to business and he work on
Intuition I salute
Everybody struggle
but not anybody hustle
gotta pick apart ambition
Then you choose
Tyson to my demons
Imma never call it even
Til the bigger man
Above me call a truce
Til then imma beat em
With an iron mic and teach em
Not to ever try to pull me out the booth
Cause I'm
Fucking on a bad bitch
I don't want an average
All I really need is the
Gold in my brackets
Tatted like an Aztec
Gripping like a Mac ten
Got her head banging in the
Back like I'm Danzig
Shit talk and y'all don't even practice
Stepping in the ring and
Im feeling like I'm Cashis
Both hands when she
Grip on the magnum
Go so hard
Every digit gotta callous
Chip so big that I
Lift it like I'm atlas
Slip yo disc
Trying to pick up what I'm stacking
Lip go zip
When they hear that Goldy rapping
Clip yo chick
Getting jiggy wit a raper
Bitch don't sip
Chug my dick and lick it after
Spit so lit
Thought I heard the devil laughing
Hold up
Need a minute
Gold rush so everybody dig in
Chopped cold cuts
Got em all up in the kitchen like
Hold up
Need a minute
Gold rush so everybody dig in
Chopped cold cuts
Got em all up in the kitchen
Pop eyes open like I ate a can of spinach cause
I done seen a thief turn into a king
Then a fiend from that process
I done seen a queen
Dressed in black and blue
Pop out like lets go shopping
I been in between
Death and all its schemes
Had to look at my options
I'm done being the seed
Imma branch and leave
Treat the world to this August Gold
I don't want an average
All I really need is the
Gold in my brackets
Tatted like an Aztec
Gripping like a Mac ten
Got her head banging in the
Back like I'm Danzig
Shit talk and y'all don't even practice
Stepping in the ring and
Im feeling like I'm Cashis
Both hands when she
Grip on the magnum
Go so hard
Every digit gotta callous
Chip so big that I
Lift it like I'm atlas
Slip yo disc
Trying to pick up what I'm stacking
Lip go zip
When they hear that Goldy rapping
Clip yo chick
Getting jiggy wit a raper
Bitch don't sip
Chug my dick and lick it after
Spit so lit
Thought I heard the devil laughing
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Everytime I rap
Give a motherfucker stink face
Wonder where I'm at
What the motherfuckin ink say
Put it on the map
Like a motherfucking freeway bitch
Love it when she clap
Make her motherfucking cheeks shake
Said she was a fan
Imma motherfucking heat wave
Homie not a Stan
He a motherfucking deepfake bitch
Wait
I ain't been a lion
Been a lamb for a minute
I ain't even lying
Being a man been a mission
I remember crying
From the lack of the riches
Then I surrendered time
Learned to stack it with interest
Never ending my grind
Had to pass all my limits
Resetting zen in my mind
Imma master apprentice so
Any motherfucker that is really
Down to business and he work on
Intuition I salute
Everybody struggle
but not anybody hustle
gotta pick apart ambition
Then you choose
Tyson to my demons
Imma never call it even
Til the bigger man
Above me call a truce
Til then imma beat em
With an iron mic and teach em
Not to ever try to pull me out the booth
Cause I'm
Fucking on a bad bitch
I don't want an average
All I really need is the
Gold in my brackets
Tatted like an Aztec
Gripping like a Mac ten
Got her head banging in the
Back like I'm Danzig
Shit talk and y'all don't even practice
Stepping in the ring and
Im feeling like I'm Cashis
Both hands when she
Grip on the magnum
Go so hard
Every digit gotta callous
Chip so big that I
Lift it like I'm atlas
Slip yo disc
Trying to pick up what I'm stacking
Lip go zip
When they hear that Goldy rapping
Clip yo chick
Getting jiggy wit a raper
Bitch don't sip
Chug my dick and lick it after
Spit so lit
Thought I heard the devil laughing
Hold up
Need a minute
Gold rush so everybody dig in
Chopped cold cuts
Got em all up in the kitchen like
Hold up
Need a minute
Gold rush so everybody dig in
Chopped cold cuts
Got em all up in the kitchen
Pop eyes open like I ate a can of spinach cause
I done seen a thief turn into a king
Then a fiend from that process
I done seen a queen
Dressed in black and blue
Pop out like lets go shopping
I been in between
Death and all its schemes
Had to look at my options
I'm done being the seed
Imma branch and leave
Treat the world to this August Gold
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Navarro, Nic Brown
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