Perfect Timing Songtext

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Perfect Timing Songtext
Perfect timin', y'all playin' snakes and ladders but just look the way i climbed it
Mj with the moves, still they look the way i slide it
Red and blue light in the rear-view, had to duck them sirens
But when i seen the booty had a nigga so— (perfect)
Don't give me all that when you look back, you know what time it is
Michael phelps {?} in the deep end, had to dive in it
Game been lackin' sauce, you know we had to put some style in it
Like the whip was stolen, michael schumacher, i'm—

Playin' kodak, i don't play no games, a nigga ain't got no timе for it (no way)
Jt with the steez, i'm never latе, i stay on (time)
These niggas tequila, way they're salty, throw some lime in it (wee)
{?} the way i move, i'm never at my prime and shit
Phwooh, the grind hundred, never fifty-fifty (yeah)
Fuck these lil niggas talkin' 'bout? we the ones who really got the city litty (know that)
A nigga drippin' like he at the ocean, in the alley, never, like i'm {?}
Talkin' cheques, better come correct, black boys on the world, dominance

Ayy, i been grindin', tryna make cents, if i don't get it, it don't make sense
Smart niggas wanna make money, dumb niggas wanna make friends
Graduated in the first grade, but i really started from the basement
So i ignore all the fucked shit, but don't test my patience
Moonwalkin' on the clouds, if i'm goin' up, then i gotta stay up
Time tickin' in my wristband, heavy glisten with {?}
Goin' in on overtime, then i smile up for the payoff
This style contagious, we slide so dangerous

Perfect timin', y'all playin' snakes and ladders but just look the way i climbed it
Mj with the moves, still they look the way i slide it
Red and blue light in the rear-view, had to duck them sirens
But when i seen the booty had a nigga so—
Don't give me all that when you look back, you know what time it is
Michael phelps {?} in the deep end, had to dive in it
Game been lackin' sauce, you know we had to put some style in it
Like the whip was stolen, michael schumacher, i'm—

I don't need a stylist, if i like it then i buy it
I'm outside, but i like it when it's private
I don't switch the voice, i just send the invoice
Double up a couple time, till a million
Speedin' ticket after speedin' ticket, i still risk it
She spilled the tea and the biscuits
Nfts, made an imprint with my niggas
In the villa, you know we grew up in the village

The family picture perfect when we get it (get it)
Still i got it done when they said that we couldn't (done)
Sure you run amok, you {?}, you fuck, you know you {?}
{?} but i ain't never seen you {?}
Okay, couldn't give a f—, we shoot, we aimin' for your lung (lung)
Gaspin' for some air, another nigga {?} (okay)
Shoulda been a humble, kinda hurt to see you fumble
Can't never ever, ever fold it, cuz (fold it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, in a heartbeat (in a heartbeat)
I had niggas switch on me in a heartbeat
Why you do that shit, nigga, why you do that? and they some track stars ({?})
Just started runnin' circles where the trap meets

(perfect)