Perfect Plex The Purist & Westside Gunn (Ft. Roc Marciano)

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ay, yo
Ay, yo
Jeremy Scott, Moschino apron
Used to do 100 up's, 100 dips on a yard baking
We spent the max of commissary, Sly coming home in Neveruary
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
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, Gina's titties sagging while she bagging
Suede prada jackets, Balenciaga's burgundy
Tom Ford still wanna murder me for nothing
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
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