Текст песни Mr. Perfect - Yinka Diz

See me with a broad... perfect
When my song comes on she gon′ work it
And if it piss you off, that's on purpose
Put your thang down, ma, flip it and reverse it
And my car... perfect
If it piss you off, that′s on purpose
And my shows pack out like black churches
Hallellujah, amen, welcome to the service

Guess who's back in the kitchen
Messing up your mama's good dishes
A young Westsider with a rider′s ambition
Gave em one or two joints, tryna help em see the vision
Dark skin tone, block veteran
Coupe redder than the sweater on Ken Bone
I′m Dion in his prime, all I see is end zone
Haters tryna crop, kick rocks, Freddy Flintstone
Rest in peace M Bone, this is Cali Swag
Dippin through the district in them foreigns with the Cali tags
You lookin at me like you prolly mad
But I'ma rep it til they put me in a body bag
I′m Lonzo Ball at the staples
All I can do is be grateful
I got enough that I don't reach for every offer on the table
And I aint even drop my debut

See me with a broad... perfect
When my song comes on she gon′ work it
And if it piss you off, that's on purpose
Put your thang down, ma, flip it and reverse it
And my car... perfect
If it piss you off, that′s on purpose
And my shows pack out like black churches
Hallellujah, amen, welcome to the service

Nobody's beaten me
I have no flaws, I have no blemishes
But if you really stop and think about it
What would you expect?
From Mr. Perfect

Nah, we don't care I spend your college loan money as casino fare
Be in Vegas every month, I don′t see y′all there
We turn Caesars into Chino Square
Say a Tebow prayer, leave a rose on it
Head home and be back before it decompose on it, no frontin
You broke niggas buggin on that let me hold somethin
If you aint my brother or a close cousin, you get's nothin
The streets buzzin, they say a nigga next
The homie locked up, he be sayin it collect
They say you on the rise, Colin Kaepernick′d the West
And the feedback's cool, but so is payment in a check
Cash or a debit, and haters hope it won′t last, it's pathetic
The motion of my mass is frenetic
Who gon stop me?
Rap version of that dude on Rocky

See me with a broad... perfect
When my song comes on she gon′ work it
And if it piss you off, that's on purpose
Put your thang down, ma, flip it and reverse it
And my car... perfect
If it piss you off, that's on purpose
And my shows pack out like black churches
Hallellujah, amen, welcome to the service