Perfect Timing Letra

Got too much money on my mind
I was broke, down bad, I didn't have a dime
Now I'm on my grind, all these diamonds on me shine
And you better not step out, boy you better stay in line
Yeah, I be with my boys, yeah I be with my guys
Yeah, I'm feeling like Drake cause I got these mob ties
My Hellcat is racing it got some frog eyes
And if he want beef, we give him Five Guys

Yeah I got a nurse bitch, when I feel bad she goin give me a perc bitch
Money wasn't coming in, now I got a purpose
Crack cards, methods, and swipe cards scam
DDB, he bossed up, now he the man
He talk to pigs, he is a ham
And I pour me a four get so high like I'm Zim
And I pour me a four get so high I can't land
Yeah
You a burnt bitch
Young and I'm rich and I'm young and I'm turnt bitch
Gunna got the Ps
Diamonds on me freeze
I get all that money and my money come in Gs
Big Bentley truck, covered in these Bs
I got my bitch and she walkin' on her knees
Chanel on me, I got all double Cs
Gucci on me, I got all double Gs
Yeah
Yeah
What you talkin' bout
Didn't fuck with me, back then, nothing to talk about
All these foreign cars, I don't even need to walk now
I'm on wock now, sippin' on that drank
Diamonds on me cold
Fucking on that bitch, I don't want that hoe