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Yo Rich, this shit is really crazy, no bullshit Oh shit, yeah, this is really crazy Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect, yeah Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Slide with me, bitch, you perfect Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect Lie for me, bitch, I'm perfect Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Slide with me, bitch, you perfect Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect Lie for me, bitch, I'm perfect In the Brinks truck, I need more bucks, woah (Cash) I, I need more sluts at the top floor (Let's get it, yeah) Every time I go in, I get hot more (Wow) I fuck bad bitches, she get soft more We was trappin' while you was sophomores Tryna make a dollar out of nothing, make you hot, boy (Yeah) Give me what you got, sail your wave like we the yacht boys Actin' like Oscars (Oscars), niggas imposters (damn, damn, damn...) Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Slide with me, bitch, you perfect Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect Lie for me, bitch, I'm perfect Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Slide with me, bitch, you perfect Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect Lie for me, bitch, I'm perfect Yeah, bend that shit over, twerk it Bend that shit over, work it Bend that shit over, jerk it Girl, you don't make me nervous My bitch want that Birkin Money don't make me nervous I'ma get the bands and spend it Lookin' like a check just landed This ain't nothin' new to me Her tits out like Janet You wouldn't understand it From wasn't in the sentence To all up in her mouth like dentist Foreigns on the Foreigns, I'ma vanish Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Slide with me, bitch, you perfect Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect Lie for me, bitch, I'm perfect Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Slide with me, bitch, you perfect Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect Lie for me, bitch, I'm perfect (Miami) I'll never snitch on daddy (Never) I'll hold a brick for you, daddy (Ounce) Smash on a bitch for you, daddy (Pop) Top of the Ritz, gettin' ate like a steak I'ma cream on your face, lil' daddy (Ooh) Ice my wrist, lil' Patek (Ice) We'll never ever have static (Never) I don't wanna fuck with nan' one of y'all hoes Free JT automatic Yes, I'm a fool for the carats Spirit animal is a rabbit Kill this pussy, come stab it Ow, cell fuckin' shawty right now Pussy so perfect, make a bitch mad Ooh, be calm City Girls up, we perfect Cheat on your bitch, I'm worth it I don't need Tristan, bitch, I'm pimpin' I'ma always hide behind the curtain Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Slide with me, bitch, you perfect Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect Lie for me, bitch, I'm perfect Ride with me, bitch, you perfect Slide with me, bitch, you perfect Die for me, bitch, I'm perfect Lie for me, bitch, I'm perfect
Writer(s): Caresha Brownlee, Stephen Goss, Enoch Rich Iii Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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