Perfect.

Eight inch heels

Mini skirt

And don't you act

Like your feet don't hurt

Hair ain't real

And brows on fleek, yeah

And you've been talking 'bout yourself, girl

Mmm, all damn week

You a little too perfect, baby

You a little too perfect for me

Yeah, yeah

Me, me, me, me, me, me

Rolex watch

Got straight A's

I don't think I see a single

Mark on your face

My iPhone's cracked

And my credit's jacked

And my nails are short

And my lungs are black

You a little too perfect, baby

You a little too perfect for me

Oh, oh, ah

You, you, you

You a little too perfect, baby

You a little too perfect for me

Me, me, me, me, me, me

A little too perfect, yeah

Just a little too perfect

And I don't know if it's what I want

Or what I need, yeah