Mr.Perfect Baby Smoove

[Intro]
Yes sir, yes sir
I got it
Rocaine made this beat too
Yeah
22 aye

[Chorus]
Bitch I ain't petty if I want it imma spend
Stayed up hella nights writing raps and searching BINs
With either one I get a Benz
A nigga dissin' Baby he won't make it to his crib
Bitch I'm Mr. Perfect shit I feel like Gucci Mane
I'm a scamming ass nigga yeah me and all my friends
Lil bitch I'm flawless like ten times ten
I know God mad at me for some shit that I done did

[Verse 1]
Nigga think he gangsta we gone stake outcha crib
I'll turn this whole damn pop red of a six
What the fuck that make you if you hanging with a snitch
If you ain't got no money why the fuck you out the crib
Done with this thirty imma go and flip the clip
Petty nigga with no hustle you can't even flip a script
Cell game dropped but these hams getting hip
Don't care 'bout no groupies used to hoes on my dick
That choppa hit yo shoulder it'll take yo arm with it
What the fuck I look like fighting one of you strong niggas
I wake up in the morning tryna make my roll bigger
Yo bitch wake up next to you like "I chose the wrong nigga"