Perfect Love (Short Version)

[Intro: Steve Lacy]

I know I am looking for a perfect love

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Ferg]

Eyes open, eyes open for sure

I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door

Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp

So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on

Eyes open, eyes open for sure

I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door

Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp

So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on (Took my grills out)

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]

I had a queen who I was with for about eight years

We bought each other matching grills, nobody's swag came near

And a mean Harlem joint who gеt drunk all the time

She say, "Hit it from bеhind while I sip some wine"

And my first? She was in a Ralph Lauren pageant

R.I.P Tennille, I never dreamed you'd be passin'

I'm a ghetto bitch, rich bitch, movie star assassin

Still a fucker, B-list model with wack fashion

Had a freak Houston chick that love to lick the gooch (Oop)

Fresh tattoos because the BBL is new

Redhead Brazilian with her freckles in the hoops

I was fuckin' a Parisian in a little Benz coupe (Vroom)

And we drive to Novo in Malibu, she workin' out

Got me runnin' up sand dunes

And I ain't gotta wear a mask like MF DOOM

You gotta love me for me, I'm just livin' my truth

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]

(The perfect love)

Eyes open, eyes open for sure

I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door (I've been searchin')

Hopin' that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp (For the perfect love)

So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on

Eyes open, eyes open for sure (I've been lookin')

I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door

Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp

So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]

I had a girl from Inglewood who used to pop at the lips

And hated Red because her brother was Crip

Crazy shit, I had this geek girl who used to read tales about secret worlds

She said she loved the way I eat girls, wasn't hype enough

Had a skater boy with some issues, he liked to fight too much

His cover-up girlfriend, naw, didn't like me much, damn

Another bite the dust, she used me just to pipe them up

But when it's time to chill, they pipe down like aqueducts

So I got telescopes, x-rays, microscopes, weather far close

I could know if it's been anybody that's sittin' right beside me

The rear view is clear too, if they sit behind me

I'm tryna stunt, need a team like a Mike Robb pimpin'

I'm on the hunt, like a white blonde missin'

Can't even front, dawg, I like tongue kissin'

Shit, it's hella tight (Woo), I need an extra light (Woo)

It's gettin' dim out here, that's why I keep my eyes open

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]

Eyes open, eyes open for sure (I've been lookin')

I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door (I've been seachin')

Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp

So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on (For the perfect love)

Eyes open, eyes open for sure

I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door (I've been lookin')

Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp (I've been searchin')

So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on (For the perfect love)

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Steve Lacy]

I been looking, I been searching

For the perfect love

I been looking

(I know I am looking for a perfect love)