Lil Baby - Perfect Timing (Explicit)
Written by：Christopher Pearson、Dominique Jones
Composed by：Christopher Pearson、Dominique Jones
We did some **** that we was never 'posed to do
If I ain't put you down
You still wouldn't have a clue
They say you get around
So what to me you new
Just know I'm down for whatever you wanna do
But lately I been indecisive
It's probably best for you to choose
New Ferrari cost an M
If you want one
I'm buying two
Fell in love with stacking hundreds plus my favorite color blue
Started all this **** with nothing
Ain't no way that I can lose
If I run into the opps
Then we gon' eat
Bruh say they food
Hundred million dollars cash inside the room
Yeah
That's my mood
Ain't seen the hood in a minute
But shh
I'm still in tune
We got sticks and we outside
I live my life like I'm a goon
We fell in love with **** we never posed to love
You start acting out of character
I blame it on the drugs
I gave everything I could
I guess my good ain't good enough
Had some people **** me over so I keep my guard up
New Ferrari got two motors
Gas station
Charge up
I remember tryna run it up to snatch a charger
I told bro to keep his prayers up
Know God got us
I been showing too much love
If I keep going
My heart'll bust
They know they can't **** with us
I see her
I get a rush
Don't go missing
Stay in touch
I won't fold or bend or break
I swear I'm solid as they come
I am not lil' dude
He might be two
But he cannot be one
I walk out
My hand on my gun
I gotta make it back to my son
Dive in the endzone
I can't fumble
Invest a couple Ms on my mama
Live like Jack but I don't like drama
Bulletproof Cadillacs like Obama
They know to shoot first
Ain't no warning
Sometimes staying focused'll get boring
I'm tryna touch a hundred this run
This **** fun
*****es trifling
Niggas sniping
Ain't no love
A nigga'll hit your baby mama
Tom Ford jacket
Bell bottoms
Ain't going to prom though
Marble countertop to these floors
I'm from the slum
Ho
I play as the glue in this **** and make sure we stick together
Brodie lost his life and it inspired me to get my **** together
Ain't no sense in me putting time in if it don't even matter
If you don't get it
You throw a fit
And I'm starting to peep a pattern
You could've just brushed that off
You had to be dramatic
765 McLaren
This ain't the one they got
Brabus truck at least half a ticket
I got it in the projects
If anything
I tried to help you
I ain't never try to knock you
We fell in love with **** we never posed to love
You start acting out of character
I blame it on the drugs
I gave everything I could
I guess my good ain't good enough
Had some people **** me over so I keep my guard up
*****es trifling
Niggas sniping
Ain't no love
A nigga'll hit your baby mama
Tom Ford jacket
Belt bottoms
Ain't going to prom though
Marble countertop to these floors
I'm from the slum
Ho