Mike Will Made-It, Rae Sremmurd, Kendrick Lamar, Gucci Mane - Perfect Pint lyrics
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Mike Will Made-It, Rae Sremmurd, Kendrick Lamar, Gucci Mane - Perfect Pint lyrics]
Wop ear Drummers
Mike WiLL Made-It
Gi-gimme some space
Two styrofoam cups, a pint of some drank
I'm the type of nigga that
You meet at the bank (rich nigga)
Grade A bitches treatin' me like a saint
This money doin' somethin' to my brain
(my brain)
This money doin' somethin' to my ego (my ego)
This drank got me talkin' like Z-Ro
These pills got me feelin' like Neo (wavy)
And this freak in my ear tryna go (skrrt)
II'll turn your crib to a hoe house (huh)
I'm a rockstar, drank 'til I pass out (leggo)
Drank 'til I motherfuckin' pass out (drank)
Drank, drank 'til I motherfuckin'
Holding onto na na nah
Hoping they come to life
'Cause underneath the stairs is where we
Poured our first perfect pints
Really wanna know hoping they come to life
'Cause right there on the stairs is where
We poured our first perfect pints
(It's Gucci) i'm in the trap saran
Wrappin' with the Vaseline
You know the clean lean jump like trampoline
Always vert with the skrrt, rims tangerine
I fell asleep and had a
Dream ridin' on ML king
Two pinky rings, two pints of lean
Two cups, too turnt, two hoes, one me
They were screamin', "Free Gucci"
But now that Guwop's free
Blue cheese, no ranch, hunduns on me
Thirty cars deep, it's like a circus with me
Rae Sremmurd, Gucci Mane
It sounds perfect to me
Now I'm back on top like I'm 'posed to be
But I done poured so many pints
That shit got old to me (Wop)
Holding onto na na nah
Hoping they come to life
'Cause underneath the stairs is where we
Poured our first perfect pints
Kung Fu Kenny, look look
Who the fuck you talkin' to? You mainey
(you mainey)
Salute me when I'm walkin' through
You ain't me (you ain't me)
Everything I do is with the extras (extras)
Flip me couple million for investments
And my hood love me unconditional
Your hood love you 'cause you
On the instrumental though
This rap shit crazy, need the woosah
They screamin' Compton, must be two sides
RIP to Shawty Lo, yeah B dot know I'm flexin'
VIP my barrio, 200 on the guest list
I don't like to sugarcoat or
Politic with yes men i like me a boujee hoe
From Normandie and Western
2017 onto bigger things (bigger things)
I got a smaller team, got a bigger ring
(bigger ring)
Everybody a Crip 'til they black and blue
Everybody a Blood 'til they hemorrhaging
Ah man, Mike WiLL Made-It
Two back to back Spurs
Me and Mike WiLL made it
Double park on the curb
I can drive but I'm lazy
Half a pint, whole pint, gassed up, crazy
Ayy
Holding onto memories
Tossing turning all night (yeah, yeah)
Leaving would be wise
But you know where my heart lies
I be rollin' every time that I arrive
Mike WiLL Made-It
Gi-gimme some space
Two styrofoam cups, a pint of some drank
I'm the type of nigga that
You meet at the bank (rich nigga)
Grade A bitches treatin' me like a saint
This money doin' somethin' to my brain
(my brain)
This money doin' somethin' to my ego (my ego)
This drank got me talkin' like Z-Ro
These pills got me feelin' like Neo (wavy)
And this freak in my ear tryna go (skrrt)
II'll turn your crib to a hoe house (huh)
I'm a rockstar, drank 'til I pass out (leggo)
Drank 'til I motherfuckin' pass out (drank)
Drank, drank 'til I motherfuckin'
Holding onto na na nah
Hoping they come to life
'Cause underneath the stairs is where we
Poured our first perfect pints
Really wanna know hoping they come to life
'Cause right there on the stairs is where
We poured our first perfect pints
(It's Gucci) i'm in the trap saran
Wrappin' with the Vaseline
You know the clean lean jump like trampoline
Always vert with the skrrt, rims tangerine
I fell asleep and had a
Dream ridin' on ML king
Two pinky rings, two pints of lean
Two cups, too turnt, two hoes, one me
They were screamin', "Free Gucci"
But now that Guwop's free
Blue cheese, no ranch, hunduns on me
Thirty cars deep, it's like a circus with me
Rae Sremmurd, Gucci Mane
It sounds perfect to me
Now I'm back on top like I'm 'posed to be
But I done poured so many pints
That shit got old to me (Wop)
Holding onto na na nah
Hoping they come to life
'Cause underneath the stairs is where we
Poured our first perfect pints
Kung Fu Kenny, look look
Who the fuck you talkin' to? You mainey
(you mainey)
Salute me when I'm walkin' through
You ain't me (you ain't me)
Everything I do is with the extras (extras)
Flip me couple million for investments
And my hood love me unconditional
Your hood love you 'cause you
On the instrumental though
This rap shit crazy, need the woosah
They screamin' Compton, must be two sides
RIP to Shawty Lo, yeah B dot know I'm flexin'
VIP my barrio, 200 on the guest list
I don't like to sugarcoat or
Politic with yes men i like me a boujee hoe
From Normandie and Western
2017 onto bigger things (bigger things)
I got a smaller team, got a bigger ring
(bigger ring)
Everybody a Crip 'til they black and blue
Everybody a Blood 'til they hemorrhaging
Ah man, Mike WiLL Made-It
Two back to back Spurs
Me and Mike WiLL made it
Double park on the curb
I can drive but I'm lazy
Half a pint, whole pint, gassed up, crazy
Ayy
Holding onto memories
Tossing turning all night (yeah, yeah)
Leaving would be wise
But you know where my heart lies
I be rollin' every time that I arrive