Përfect vision* Yeat

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[Chorus]
Diamonds on my eyes, I got perfect vision (Yeah, ooh-ooh)(Hiheartz)
I got thirties comin' in, I got good prescription (Yeah)
Yeah, twizz' been flyin' bags, he been servin' chickens (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh) (Hey, hey)
I just bought the Hellcat, bitch, it came with whistles (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh) (Skrrt)
We don't rock with nobody, bitch, I'm with my twizzy (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh) (Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah)
Put a Perc' inside my soda, gettin' fizzy (Heh-yeah)
Lil' shawty pulled up on me, that's my bizzy (Woah, woah)
I mix the X' with the Percs, it leave me dizzy (Woah, woah)
Yeah, mob ties, mob ties, we got hundred goons (Yeah, yeah, yеah)
I want māthā, māthā, pull up on me, suck up on me (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Yeah, wе gon' run from the cops today, 'cause they don't got nothin' on me (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh) (Woo, copper)
Yeah, you can be rockin' with the swag, but it not ya own (Not ya own)
Labels called me up, they said, "You can't drop this," so it's fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
They tryna ride the wave, they ridin' dick, bitch, so it's fuck 'em (Oh, yeah, fuck 'em)
I don't rock with nobody, I rock with me and my twizzies, that's it (Uh-uh, that's it)
I got a whole lotta money comin' in all day, it's real, no counterfeit (Yeah, yeah)

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
Diamonds on my eyes, I got perfect vision (Yeah, ooh-ooh)(Hiheartz)
I got thirties comin' in, I got good prescription (Yeah)
Yeah, twizz' been flyin' bags, he been servin' chickens (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh) (Hey, hey)
I just bought the Hellcat, bitch, it came with whistles (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh) (Skrrt)
We don't rock with nobody, bitch, I'm with my twizzy (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh) (Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah)
Put a Perc' inside my soda, gettin' fizzy (Heh-yeah)
Lil' shawty pulled up on me, that's my bizzy (Woah, woah)
I mix the X' with the Percs, it leave me dizzy (Woah, woah)
Yeah, mob ties, mob ties, we got hundred goons (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want māthā, māthā, pull up on me, suck up on me (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Yeah, we gon' run from the cops today, 'cause they don't got nothin' on me (Hah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh) (Woo, copper)
Yeah, you can be rockin' with the swag, but it not ya own (Not ya own)
Labels called me up, they said, "You can't drop this," so it's fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
They tryna ride the wave, they ridin' dick, bitch, so it's fuck 'em (Oh, yeah, fuck 'em)
I don't rock with nobody, I rock with me and my twizzies, that's it (Uh-uh, that's it)
I got a whole lotta money comin' in all day, it's real, no counterfeit (Yeah, yeah)