Perfect timing Lyrics

Ain't nothing like perfect timing

She got that fye that shit

Make you wanna rewind it

Gone catch ya climax

I ain't even make it home

Before she hitting my iChat

Guess it's just like that

We run it right back

We run it right back

Missing me already

I keep it so steady

I been focused on goals

Walking in with them racks

Spend it then get it back

That's the usual

I'm really tryna see you for you

Vibe ain't right

I can feel it in the mood

Nighas be fake

I ain't seeing it through

Don't call me today

Bit I'm not in the mood

I'm finna go turn this

One into two

Then Finna go turn that

Two to a five

When she all alone

Always hitting my line

Mixing my strains

Smoking cookie and pie see the Fake vibes

They just hate in disguise

On the way to LA and I'm Driving the 5

She with it all so she making

The time

Suck me so long

Now I'm stuck in her mind

Aye

She just want

Me to come closer

Bit I been balling

Like old school barbosa

She getting lit

Wanna drink mimosas

I'm off that addy and I'm off that Doja

Smoking exotic I love the odor

I got new Money got money That's older

I told that bit

Hold my paper like folders

Riding with risk

Gotta watch for the rollers

Balling to hard fourth quarter

I'm In her walls

Like I past The boarder

Fucking her fast

And I'm fucking her slower

I gotta keep this shit

Lit to the core

I got bank backboards

She ain't my brat

So I cannot spoil her

If this was fifteen

We would still be the warriors