Perfect (Remix|Explicit) - Logic/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)/A$AP Ferg

Lyrics by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Keanu Torres/Michael Mulé/Isaac DeBoni/Dwayne Carter/Darold Brown

Composed by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Keanu Torres/Michael Mulé/Isaac DeBoni/Dwayne Carter/Darold Brown

Logic/Juicy J：

B***h I did it I made it I'm loved and I'm hated

I started from the bottom now my neighborhood is gated

They say "Drink to your accomplishments" so every night I'm faded

Feel like every other day me and somebody new related

You're my sister cousin brother from the other side

The other side

Well I don't know who told you that

My mama

Well she f**king lied

Ayy wake up wake up get your cake up

Cut it up like it's c*****e shake up

All the streets with all these beats

I body beats I'm not discreet

Per-Per-Perfect

This is how I feel on the inside

All you non-talent rappin' motherf**kers better run and hide

You worthless you have no purpose f**kin' imposter

You gots to get it through your head

You won't never get no handout

F**kin' with your a*s it'd be like throwing a band out

Per-Per-Perfect

My flow increased my dough increased

You know I leave them all deceased

I am a f**king beast I'm from the East

I keep the peace don't need a piece

But I keep a piece got it capisce

That boy gon' eat this is a feast

Once I release I'm smokin' trees

I bought my s**t I don't need no lease

So f**k you up like Master P

Perfect

This s**t right here a masterpiece

I'm comin' in hot like the police shooting my shot like the police

All on the block like the police man who gon'

Stop stop

The police from leaving bodies in the motherf**kin' streets man

A$AP Ferg：

Ooh-ooh ahh

Man f**k the police when they come to my peeps

He put the hole in his cheek

Yeah

Gold on my teeth and my pockets obese

Like I got the get money disease

Right

I want my B's I got more with the heat

When I speak I put rappers to sleep

Yeah

When I get geeked I go black on the beat

And I'm peeling them off of my cleats

Don't stand in my way hope you offended today okay

I got some Hannibal ways and I treat 'em like dinner today no way

I get to feeling the bass

And I'm saying my grace and I f**k around bite off your face

Glock is not tucked on the waist

I just spit a sixteen and watch everyone duck in the place

Perfect got a bad b***h that's perfect

Just bought a new crib that's perfect

VVS in my JID that's perfect

Got a billion streams that's perfect

And a couple billboards I'm perfect

See clowns in the game circus

Red dot all I know is I murk 'em burn 'em

Washing 'em all detergent

Me and Nicki got a couple bitties twerking

Got a condo in the city full of Persians

And we got a tour bus full of virgins

Swervin Murci' hit the curb and

Why you dumb rappers ain't learning

Make it look good but ain't earning

All of your jewelry turning

I'm starting to get too concerning

I burnt up the track like a furnace

Been floating so long I'm a star in the sky

And I start to forget what the Earth is

Fire

Lil Wayne：

Uh I quarantine with a foreign ting

Gucci sweats with the drawstrings eating X like soybeans

Smiling like I'm Paul Wall sipping all this Pauline

She got a body like an RR I sleep inside it like a RV

Gimme Adderall gimme perc f**k it I'm still on full alert

I eat every p***y on Earth and still have room for dessert

I got p**n stars on call I got Warhol on the wall

Point a sawed-off at your skull

Bow

Skull all on the wall

Catch your guard dog off guard

Get too f**king high never fall hard

Cut the lights off in the RR

She look out the roof and see the Star Wars

And these diamonds got no flaws

That's flawless all wins no losses

Perfecto that's foreign Tunechi de nada