[Lyric] Perfect (Illecism)

[Verse 1]
Ay yo, I'm bitter, so my perfect bitch is mad sweet
Bring the food, and no drama from last week
Not playin' me for my money like Cache Creek
Hardly frowned, soft titties and ass cheeks
You know, the type my dad meets
The type I always feel be walkin' past me
Lotion in her purse, and know the words to a rap song that ain't catchy
Quote on quote, dro the smoke, I'm goin' broke; she cash me
And share, I won't, care? I don't, but before she go
She ask me, not a runner, but built like an athlete
Back in high school, ma never had acne
Only yells durin' the nasty and our coversations tend to stimulate my brain
Better than the hashy

[Hook]
I heard the perfect girls are walkin' around the world
And then, I'm tryin' to find them...
So this one's...for the twos, threes, fives, sixes, sevens, eights, nines, and tens...
Perfect ten...but then again, do you exist?
[Verse 2]
My perfect girl never scary
My man, my niggas like "son, you better marry"
On Valentine's, we insanitary, but it's legendary
So we both glowin' on the fifteenth of February
Buy me kicks on the twenty-fourth
On the weekend, kick it wit me on the porch
Hittin' the floor role, sippin' supportos, give her forty
Now she horny, and we makin' yornos
Ay, what's really good, ma?
Be the perfect one, I think you could, ma
You wanna show me somethin? I think you should, ma
You and your friend actin' like I should stop
But I know how the game go, see my perfect girl shy, but she really ain't though
Takes pole, grace so, my goddess, my god, did you make those?

[Hook]