
If I catch you while I’m lurkin' it was worth it (It was worth it) If I catch you where you eatin I’ma serve it (I'ma serve it) I’ma kill ‘em then I act like I be hurtin' (Ooh) Perfect, yeah it’s perfect Yeah it’s perfect Pull up at your funeral and cry in person, hah I heard your momma say that boy was undeservin'' (shut up) The fuck she talkin' ‘bout I knew a different version (Ooh) Perfect, yeah it’s perfect All these bluelights got me swervin Latenight creepin ain’t no sleepin I’m a merchant (where they at?) A thousand grams ain’t a thang What, you nervous? That’s a sentence in the trunk if they search it Ay, ay Just got the new they locked up my mans Gotta make moves an switch up my plans We is too different you don’t understand Crossin' the border then switchin' the van The sport of importin these illicit grams Do what I want, you do what you can Since a young boy I’ve been makin these bands Fly overseas eat steak when I land I’m rollin dolo that bitch want a photo but I don’t wan' know tho' Take her back to the spot, yeah that girl a thot she bouncin' like pogo She all on my dick and she ain’t goin stop till I let ‘er go, tho' Got my girl at the crib but this bitch is thick an she drive me bozo Get rich or die tryin' I live by that shit, yeah that shii my moto I spent five racks on a couple of tracks, just for the promo I get it right back, yeah straight out the trap, we whipin the yola Why you callin me bro, yeah don’t call me bro I ain’t tryna know ya (Hook) (Ooh) Perfect, yeah it’s perfect If I catch you while I’m lurkin' it was worth it If I catch you where you eatin I’ma serve it I’ma kill ‘em then I act like I be hurtin' (Ooh) Perfect, yeah it’s perfect Yeah it’s perfect Pull up at your funeral and cry in person I heard your momma say that boy was undeservin' The fuck she talkin' ‘bout I knew a different version (Ooh) Perfect, yeah it’s perfect I feel ‘em watch every step every move Eightball in my pocket, I ain’t playin pool Rocks in the bag like they runnin they jewels Got lots to gain and nothing to lose All these bricks got me flossin' now That’s new shoes when I’m walkin' out No rap money, what you talkin bout I was dead broke, I had to sort it out Ay, ay They talkin like they really movin packs, but that ain’t facts, no We could do some business I’m just tryna make this cash flow Actin like you copin and you movin but you lack though Don’t ask for the price if you ain’t really ‘bout to stack those Swimmin in her pussy, bitch I’m teachin' her the backstroke Lil' bitch a cutie with a booty break your back hoe Four hundred in your pocket, flip that shit and make a rack tho Always pay up front you never know when that’s your last move Everybody bout it till that drama really here Now everybody body shoutin' but nobody really dare And he bleed like you bleed so that shit gonna be fair And you know you goin' regret it but right now you just don’t care (Hook) (Ooh) Perfect, yeah it’s perfect If I catch you while I’m lurkin' it was worth it If I catch you where you eatin I’ma serve it I’ma kill ‘em then I act like I be hurtin' (Ooh) Perfect, yeah it’s perfect Yeah it’s perfect Pull up at your funeral and cry in person I heard your momma say that boy was undeservin' The fuck she talkin' ‘bout I knew a different version (Ooh) Perfect, yeah it’s perfect
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