Perfect Yung God

[Intro]
That was the beat on the beat
I don't give a fuck what you have to say
I don't give a fuck what your mama say
What your father say, I'm perfect till the day I die bitch, uh

[Chorus]
I don't got no time to conversate bitch I'm working
Bitch hit her knees Its my dick she bout to worship
Don't respond to all you hatin' niggas y'all ain't worth it
I'm pretty and I'm rich, huh
Everything is perfect
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Ice (yung) perfect (god)
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Life (wha) is perfect (huh)
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Face (yung) perfect (god)
Life is perfect
Life is perfect

[Verse 1]
Huh.. I think I'm perfect, bitches looking at me
Young Rich nigga
Got the strippers throwing money at me
(Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi)
I gives a fuck if you ain't heard of me
Nigga sayin I ain't got no swag
Then charge that nigga with perjury
Look at my appearance cause its the opposite of my currency
Rawest in the game I dare rappers to come and challenge me
Yung God bitch I burn blunts like calories
Pray to me, walk up in this bitch I'm looking like a diva
Brand new whip, rims spinning like a ballerina
Bitches blow me like Im reefer, got more hoes than Queen Latifa
Take a picture of my face and hang it next to the Mona Lisa
Run this bitch dont need no breather, bitch I fly like Peter, Pan
(Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi)
If he's a man than Im a god, bitch Im on my grind
I dont need a mixed bitch, I get a black and white bitch
And then I fucked them at the same time
Secret agent swag, moved In silence like Im James Bond