Westside Gunn, Roc Marciano, The Purist - Perfect Plex lyrics
[Westside Gunn, Roc Marciano, The Purist - Perfect Plex lyrics]
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 suit's 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
Like Bob, I shot the sheriff
My lady chill behind the wheel
Of the Silver Seraph
His body lay still, I sipped a chill beverage
Devilish endeavors and levers to quench
My never-ending list of pleasures
Bitches send pictures naked
Dripping necklace no pig in this breakfast
The stick could get your Mrs pregnant
She said her man played for the Knicks
This nigga 6'11 she begging
I skeeted liquid on Egyptian bedding
I'm not the kid to threaten
My niggas'll kick your head in
My facial hair is cashmere
Pink diamonds to glare, look like Bel-Air
Balmain Pierre, feel like we ate pears
Copped like 8 pairs i'm a complicated man
That's a used Porsche Cayenne on pants
My laundry's a 40g orgy
Talks of lawyer fees in Portuguese
My wrist is a quarter key
The Corniche seats is coffee
The chauffeur driver caught 14
That nigga head leaking like egg florentine
The Jag coups, the color of passionfruit
I'm packing, life's a crap shoot
The Penny's black and blue
Spray the MAC off the roof
I'm just testing it shit I hit everything
They thought I was Petrović shots perpetuous
Give you some wet red shit, dress you in
Perfect Plex the brick
I almost broke the rollie president
Perfect Plex the brick
I almost broke the rollie president
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 suit's 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
Like Bob, I shot the sheriff
My lady chill behind the wheel
Of the Silver Seraph
His body lay still, I sipped a chill beverage
Devilish endeavors and levers to quench
My never-ending list of pleasures
Bitches send pictures naked
Dripping necklace no pig in this breakfast
The stick could get your Mrs pregnant
She said her man played for the Knicks
This nigga 6'11 she begging
I skeeted liquid on Egyptian bedding
I'm not the kid to threaten
My niggas'll kick your head in
My facial hair is cashmere
Pink diamonds to glare, look like Bel-Air
Balmain Pierre, feel like we ate pears
Copped like 8 pairs i'm a complicated man
That's a used Porsche Cayenne on pants
My laundry's a 40g orgy
Talks of lawyer fees in Portuguese
My wrist is a quarter key
The Corniche seats is coffee
The chauffeur driver caught 14
That nigga head leaking like egg florentine
The Jag coups, the color of passionfruit
I'm packing, life's a crap shoot
The Penny's black and blue
Spray the MAC off the roof
I'm just testing it shit I hit everything
They thought I was Petrović shots perpetuous
Give you some wet red shit, dress you in
Perfect Plex the brick
I almost broke the rollie president
Perfect Plex the brick
I almost broke the rollie president