ASAP Ferg - Perfume lyrics

rate me

Trap Lord on my belly,

Free my nigga Really

Elijah smoking that smelly,

Menage is in the telly

Blind bitch name Shelly,

Dick all in her belly

I met that bitch at a fashion show,

She was rocking Margiela

Smokin’ on that day shit

Some stacks in my pocket

But no reason I got it

Fuck around in the sin city

Tell that bitch to pop it

What’s up with you and those who buyin’ up all that gossip?

You brought the bomb into my crew

You gonna act rocky about it

All I know was A$AP ridin’ in the way back

My dirty niggaz won’t have talked nothing

I say Oh Lord

All I know is that trap below

All I know is that baseball

Smokin’ that cush smoke

Ridin’ around the city

Feelin’ like P.Diddy

Ridin’ around the city

Feelin’ like P.Diddy

No reply with you going low

You would die in this war, hoe

Courtesy don’t mean no fucking thing

Askin’ questions like 911

Can you feel your fucking leg?

I bet that nigga can’t walk

Bring the bitch that coco

Sniff white to her nose

I’ll fuck this bitch with no rubber

Could that bitch be so wrong?

You can see a lot

You’re a bitch ,little bitch

Nigga, probably wearing a bra

All I know is that trap below

All I know is that baseball

Smokin’ that cush smoke

Ridin’ around the city

Feelin’ like P.Diddy

Ridin’ around the city

Feelin’ like P.Diddy