Perfect Timing (Clean)
Lil Baby"Perfect Timing (Clean)" ist ein Song von Lil Baby, 2022, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:38, 104 lines / 562 words.
Songtext
0:11We did some **** that we was never 'posed to do
0:14If I ain't put you down
0:15You still wouldn't have a clue
0:17They say you get around
0:18So what to me you new
0:20Just know I'm down for whatever you wanna do
0:23But lately I been indecisive
0:24It's probably best for you to choose
0:26New Ferrari cost an M
0:27If you want one
0:28I'm buying two
0:29Fell in love with stacking hundreds plus my favorite color blue
0:32Started all this **** with nothing
0:34Ain't no way that I can lose
0:35If I run into the opps
0:36Then we gon' eat
0:37Bruh say they food
0:38Hundred million dollars cash inside the room
0:40Yeah
0:41That's my mood
0:41Ain't seen the hood in a minute
0:43But shh
0:43I'm still in tune
0:44We got sticks and we outside
0:46I live my life like I'm a goon
0:48We fell in love with **** we never posed to love
0:50You start acting out of character
0:52I blame it on the d**gs
0:53I gave everything I could
0:55I guess my good ain't good enough
0:56Had some people **** me over so I keep my guard up
1:00New Ferrari got two motors
1:01Gas station
1:02Charge up
1:03I remember tryna run it up to snatch a charger
1:06I told bro to keep his prayers up
1:07Know God got us
1:09I been showing too much love
1:10If I keep going
1:11My heart'll bust
1:12They know they can't **** with us
1:13I see her
1:14I get a rush
1:15Don't go missing
1:15Stay in touch
1:16I won't fold or bend or break
1:18I swear I'm solid as they come
1:19I am not lil' dude
1:20He might be two
1:21But he cannot be one
1:22I walk out
1:23My hand on my gun
1:24I gotta make it back to my son
1:25Dive in the endzone
1:26I can't fumble
1:27Invest a couple Ms on my mama
1:29Live like Jack but I don't like drama
1:30Bulletproof Cadillacs like Obama
1:32They know to shoot first
1:32Ain't no warning
1:33Sometimes staying focused'll get boring
1:35I'm tryna touch a hundred this run
1:37This **** fun
1:39******* trifling
1:40N***as sniping
1:41Ain't no love
1:42A n***a'll hit your baby mama
1:44Tom Ford jacket
1:45Bell bottoms
1:45Ain't going to prom though
1:47Marble countertop to these floors
1:48I'm from the slum
1:49Ho
1:50I play as the glue in this **** and make sure we stick together
1:53Brodie lost his life and it inspired me to get my **** together
1:56Ain't no sense in me putting time in if it don't even matter
1:59If you don't get it
2:00You throw a fit
2:00And I'm starting to peep a pattern
2:02You could've just brushed that off
2:04You had to be dramatic
2:05765 McLaren
2:07This ain't the one they got
2:08Brabus truck at least half a ticket
2:10I got it in the projects
2:11If anything
2:12I tried to help you
2:13I ain't never try to knock you
2:14We fell in love with **** we never posed to love
2:16You start acting out of character
2:18I blame it on the d**gs
2:19I gave everything I could
2:20I guess my good ain't good enough
2:22Had some people **** me over so I keep my guard up
2:28******* trifling
2:29N***as sniping
2:30Ain't no love
2:31A n***a'll hit your baby mama
2:32Tom Ford jacket
2:34Belt bottoms
2:34Ain't going to prom though
2:36Marble countertop to these floors
2:37I'm from the slum
2:38Ho
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 d**gs 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 ******* trifling N***as sniping Ain't no love A n***a'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 d**gs I gave everything I could I guess my good ain't good enough Had some people **** me over so I keep my guard up ******* trifling N***as sniping Ain't no love A n***a'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
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