Lyrics:
I am not a man I'm a fucking machine
And I think I really like what I see
Mama can I please remove your jeans
I want you to have sex with me
He is
No good end in sight
And I find it kind of funny when we close our eyes
We're both dreaming 'bout the other by our side
And if you tell me you miss me
My new bitch look perfect
My new fit too perfect
Diamonds dancing on my neck
I'm in this water surfing
My new bitch look perfect
My new shit too
She fucking with some real niggaz
She fucking with some real niggaz
Real Niggaz
She fucking with some real niggaz
She fucking with some real
know they sliding
Yea they sliding fasho
Waited on the moment yea I call it perfect timing
Yea I call it perfect timing
They been tryna figure out where
Pushed out by your perversion
But who's gonna water my
Plants when I'm gone
You know you're not perfect though
You know you're not perfect though
And I
perfect frame and I wanna taste them jeans
Money cars and clothes you like
cnything you want I'll buy
See you in my dreams
By the way, I need you baby
eye
Tell me that it's perfect
Perfection would have grown through time
Yeah I could learn this
Learn this
All the fucking hurt that I worked with
All
fucking with these drums and these 808s
Yeah, I'm tryna get it perfect, that'll never change
Tell the people in the back that we ain't the same
Cause I do
'em bounce it to the drum line
All I ever needed was to fucking shine
And Got me like damn
What can I say?
It be so perfect when you walk my way
Got me
gown and be a townie
This land is fucking gorgeous, I love this fucking lawn
Surrounded on all sides by thirty feet of hedge
Which I’ve gotta trim
Where
command
You sing me to sleep, and they you hit me away
It's a perfect life, a perfect life
I only want to be here when you're by my side
Oh I believe
command
You sing me to sleep, and they you hit me away
It's a perfect life, a perfect life
I only want to be here when you're by my side
Oh I believe
youth just bites the fucking dust
Besides, death is coming for all that's last of us
One by one
Two by two
Two by four
Four by four
I can be the ever so
wasn't of my choosing
It's only bones and skin
And I will plead no contest
If loving you's a crime
So go on and find me guilty
Just one more fucking
looking perfect
Im fucking her for certain
Might fuck off the verse
Might fuck in the convertible
Lets talk bout who?
Lets talk bout the rest of these moves
fucking chased, by the demons that approached
They left you so torched
Swear these demon bitches are the prettiest
Pretty lies, pretty eyes
Look so innocent
I can't be wrong
I'm a perfect imperfection and I don't find interest in the radio
So everytime I get high I watch the time pass by like away we go
Is
tomorrow, don't bother me now
Fucking Ada, fucking Ada
Fucking Ada, fucking Ada
Times at a distance, times without touch
Greed forms the habit
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
you weren’t bad and flawed
They’d all approve, you’d never lose
You’d be a fucking god
Living failure
You’ll never be perfect
Fraud and faker
You’ll
there by my side
Right there by my eyes
Ion know wtf is this
Why tf are we so blind?
I see
I be
Ion wanna fucking speak
I get this shit
Tryna fucking
I don't wanna die young
I'm sipping liquor everyday fucking my mind up
You say you really by my side so is you riding you broke my heart
And told me
My life between the stars and ground
I've used up my words on broken sense
Fuck shit, fucking dense
Things were not a perfect say
Weapons of our head
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