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Perfect Cell
Hip-Hop/Rap
Perfect Cell was released on March 11, 2025 by Playaz Association as a part of the album Draggin' Bandz G
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Release DateMarch 11, 2025
LabelPlayaz Association
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YerielGF
YerielGF
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ashton Davis
Ashton Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Playaz Association
Playaz Association
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Last time on Draggin' Bandz G
Elder Teapot proclaimed to the world He was Him, and in fact, Everyone
He was By Himself, and For A Dollar, everyone Changed on Him
But after picking himself up like God Ussop, he realized it all Belongs To Him
So now a Duel.ality of Man
Everything is perfect, but this ain't my final form
Early on, I said fuck it, started rapping, I got bored
Hella weed, hella hoes, I was breaking spinal cords
More wind, kept it pushing, changing like an animorph
Elder Rolls: Of Lean is when you heard the lion roar
Elder Rolls: I'm Him it turned me to a rhyming lord
Sold out shows at houses, they get turnt every time I perform
I got the force, so the death grip, I tighten more
Now I'm on the fourth, Draggin' Bandz G the title for it
Five and six are planned cause my fans, they desire more
And I won't stop at six, I ain't no Michael Jordan
I won't stop until I'm either dead or I can't write no more
And all thanks are to God, that's my life and lord
You can't name me three verses, what you got that Bible for
You ain't never seen a buck, what you got that rifle for
And why you actin' gay, that's what we got Ivan for
I just took your bitch, I know you ain't providing for her
I was in her guts going berserk with my giant sword
Your car look super sad, mine got suicidal doors
One thousand dollars shoes same color as a dinosaur
Chain shine bright as the star when you find the north
Just got these rings, so I eat wings with a knife and fork
No sweet 16, no Elite Eight, and no Final Four
No runner up neither bitch, I'm in my final form
I'm perfect cell in my final form, bitch, I'm perfect cell
Rapping high as fuck, I'm off the lean and the percs as well
Everything I did, I built it up with no personnel
All the techniques, style, flow, bars I learned myself
(Elder Teapot, it is time to drag bands on these crackers)
I'm great at fucking, but with rapping I do very well
I might have to start rapping circles round you, carousel
Me and you is not the same, me and you aren't parallel
Bitch, I'm perfect cell, but I don't play no games
Put this shit up on the news, let everybody run the fade
Giving out the crack like I'm Mr. Reagan
Cape on my back, but I ain't Captain Saveahoe, I'm Mr. Satan
These little boys goin' super saiyan, stepping up to me
They screaming, but what I say about interrupting me
Pop out at the club and they hit the fent lean in front of me
And as a reminder, y'all hoes is ugly
Every time I play a song, all the faces mean-mugging
The only reason why I made a song is so I can feel something
Now I'm geeked off of Ashwagandha, I don't feel nothing
I just beat your daddy, you can't see nothing
Look at my opponent Gohan, bitch, I'm elite on him
Bloated face, he needs a Guasha roller
Super short and he can't see over Gonzo's shoulder
Bitch, I'm Perfect Cell in my final form bitch, I'm Perfect Cell
A 1v1 just isn't fair you don't got the personnel
No! Don't release your beam on me I got perfect health
I want my revenge, all of y'all can burn in hell
Written by: Ashton Davis
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