Lyrics

Mike WiLL Made-It feat. Rae Sremmurd, Kendrick Lamar & Gucci Mane – Perfect Pint Lyrics

(Verse 1 – Slim Jxmmi)
Gimme some space
Two styrofoam cups, a pint of some drank
I’m the type of ni**a that you meet at the bank
Grade A bi**hes treating me like a saint
This money doing something to my brain
This money doing something to my ego
This drank got me talking like Z-Ro
This bi**hes got me feeling like Ne-Yo
This freak in my ear tryna go
I-I turn your crib to a hoe house
I’m a rockstar, drank til I pass out
Drank til I motherf**king pass out
Drank, Drank til I motherf**king

(Chorus – Swae Lee)
Balling out….on the first corner line
Cause underneath the stairs is where we poured our first perfect pints
To know, hoping they come to life
Cause right there on the stairs where we poured our first perfect pints
We poured our first perfect pints

(Verse 2 – Gucci Mane)
It’s Gucci!
I’m in the trap wearing so many rings need the Vaseline
You know clean lean jump like trampoline
Always Vert with the skirt, rims tangerine
I fell asleep and had a dream , I don’t remember a thing
Two pinky rings two pints of lean
Two cups, too turnt, two hoes, one me
They were screaming Free Gucci, but now that Guwop free
Blue cheese, no Ranch, Hunduns on me
Thirty cars deep it’s like a Circus with me
Rae Sremmurd Gucci Mane that sounds perfect to me
Now I’m back on top like I’m posed to be
But I done poured so many pints that s**t got old to me, lean

(Chorus – Swae Lee)
I’m balling out…on the first corner line
Cause underneath the stairs is where we poured our first perfect pints
To know , hoping they come to life
Cause right there on the stairs where we poured our first perfect pints
We poured our first perfect pints

(Verse 3 – Kendrick Lamar)
Cup full, Kenny, look look
Who the f**k you talking to, you ain’t me
Salute me when I’m walking through, you ain’t me
Everything I do is with the extras
Flip a couple million for investments
And my hood love me unconditional
Your hood love you cause you on the instrumental though
This rap s**t crazy, need the roof side
They screaming Compton, must be two sides
R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, your….know I’m flexing
VIP my vad….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, I got a smarter team, got a bigger ring
Everybody a crip til they black and blue
Everybody a blood til they hemorrhaging
Double park on the curb, I can drive but I’m lazy
Half a pint, whole pint, gassed up, crazy, aye

(Chorus – Swae Lee)
I’m balling out…on the first corner line
Cause underneath the stairs is where we poured our first perfect pints
To know , hoping they come to life
Cause right there on the stairs where we poured our first perfect pints
We poured our first perfect pints

(Verse 4 – Swae Lee)
Going around there’s

(Chorus – Swae Lee)
I’m balling out…on the first corner line
Cause underneath the stairs is where we poured our first perfect pints
To know , hoping they come to life
Cause right there on the stairs where we poured our first perfect pints
We poured our first perfect pints