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murkuri - perfect timing lyrics

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[intro]
(bee, bee, bee)

[chorus]
i got a bad b+tch on me, think her name is icce
don’t give a f+ck lil’ n+gga ill pour 4 in my icee
put my b+tch in chanel make sure her fit pricey
i just scored on a pint, ok that perfect timing
b+tch get off of me, these expensive diamonds
i mix the adderall with oxy, oxy, oxy
payed 500 for the glock, no n+gga we ain’t boxin’
tell me how i’m finna’ go broke when all these checks keep dropping?

[verse]
i know some crips, i know some bloods, got them mob ties n+gga, yeah!
finna’ go load up the bins yeah, cop me a moncler
i spy with my with my lil’ eyе, i see a broke boy over therе
if you ain’t talkin’ bout money then i cannot really care
n+gga we not the same what you spend on ya fit i spend on her hair
broke n+ggas always whining, yeah we get it, life ain’t fair
hop on the mic i ain’t trying yeah, i say anything i don’t care
i pour a 4 in a fanta, yeah, this ain’t no ginger ale

[chorus]
i got a bad b+tch on me, think her name is icce
don’t give a f+ck lil’ n+gga ill pour 4 in my icee
put my b+tch in chanel make sure her fit pricey
i just scored on a pint, ok that perfect timing
b+tch get off of me, these expensive diamonds
i mix the adderall with oxy, oxy, oxy
payed 500 for the glock, no n+gga we ain’t boxin’
tell me how i’m finna’ go broke when all these checks keep dropping?



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