[Intro]
Take a minute out, and think or yourself; what it would be like to go through life, absolutely perfect? With no flaws, no blemishes. Every single thing you do is absolutely perfect, when you're looking at the man, who is born, with the sign of perfection that hangs over him, and a man who likes to take advantage of people, a man who likes to beat people at their own game, that's why I do the best, that's why I'm Mr. Perfect
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels
FLYGOD
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo
Ayo
Jeremy Scott, Moschino apron
Used to do 100 up's, 100 dips on a yard baking (FLYGOD)
We spent the max of commissary, Sly coming home in Neveruary (Griselda, by Fashion Rebels)
He washed my hands, I washed his
You talking, you'll get buried
Valentino velour suits in the mess hall
Sucka think he prettier than me, cut his neck off
Keep slacking, MAC-11 out the G-Wagon (Brr)
Kicks a G plus, pistol whip the kid, he picked his teeth up
Zipper bust on the angle duffle when we re'd up
Fiends on the block haven't seen this cashmere ski mask shit
The heat blasting (Boom boom boom boom)
Gina's titties sagging while she bagging
Suede Prada jackets, Balenciaga's burgundy
Tom Ford still wanna murder me for naything
Different color shark heads, BAPEin'
He shot up and started shaking
He fell through a glass wall, I hit the backdoor
Praise me, I'm so elegant
Used to rock the Alex McQueen, with the skeleton
Elephant tusks on the Cartiers, got me looking all intelligent
Every shell hit him, I'm the perfectionist (Grr)
Mr. Perfect, Bobby Heenan fiending
Perfect Plex the brick, broke it down, it got me rich
Perfect Plex the brick, broke it down, it got me rich
[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
Like Bob, I shot the sheriff
My lady chill behind the wheel of the Silver Seraph
His body lay still, I sipped a chill beverage
Devilish endeavors and levers, to quench my never-ending list of pleasures (Ahh)
Bitches send pictures naked, dripping necklace
No pig in this breakfast, the stick could get your Mrs. pregnant (No)
She said her man played for the Knicks, this nigga 6'11 (Bum ass nigga)
She begging, I skeeted liquid on Egyptian bedding (Ah)
I'm not the kid to threaten, my niggas'll kick your head in (Uh)
My facial hair is cashmere, Pink diamonds to glare, look like Bel-Air
Balmain Pierre, feel like we ate pears, copped like 8 pairs
I'm a complicated man (man), that's a used Porsche Cayenne on pants (Damn)
My laundry's a 40g orgy
Talks of lawyer fees in Portuguese, my wrist is a quarter key
The Corniche seats is coffee (hm), the chauffeur driver caught 14 (Grrah)
That nigga head leaking like egg florentine (Hm)
The Jag coupe's the color of passion fruit
I'm packing, life's a crap shoot (Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah)
The Penny's black and blue, spray the MAC off the roof (Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah)
I'm just testing it
Shit I hit everything, they thought I was Petrović (Haha)
Shots perpetuous (Uh)
Give you some wet red shit, dress you in
Perfect Plex the brick, I almost broke the Rollie President
Perfect Plex the brick, I almost broke the Rollie President
