Lyrics

Snap had a queen, yeah, she f**ked him up
Tore his dream like a backseat slut
Said "forever," now she’s ghostin' fast
Left him drunk, with a heart made of glass

Now he’s out, wild-eyed, chasing tail
One-track mind, on a horny-ass trail
Cool as a corpse ‘til sh*t goes south
Then he’s screaming with blood in his mouth

Snap don’t chill, he combusts like gas
Burns through nights, tryna nail some ass
He don’t love, he f**ks and leaves
Dreamin’ of Perfect Women Weeks

Booze in hand, rage on tap
Sweet talk's dead, now it’s all just trap
Cool’s a lie, he’s a bomb on beat
Prayin’ for that Perfect Women Week

He swipes right like a horny beast
Ate romance, now he's chewing grease
Says “hi,” unzips, no time to care
Snap’s not broken, he's just bare

Every chick a fix, every moan a drug
Every “no” makes him flip and shrug
He’s been dumped, now he dumps back twice
Toxic charm, cold as ice

Snap don’t chill, he combusts like gas
Burns through nights, tryna nail some ass
He don’t love, he f**ks and leaves
Dreamin’ of Perfect Women Weeks

Booze in hand, rage on tap
Sweet talk's dead, now it’s all just trap
Cool’s a lie, he’s a bomb on beat
Prayin’ for that Perfect Women Week

Seven days, seven chicks, zero rules
Just tits, lips, whips, and dirty pools
He’s not healed—he’s just high
Snap’s dream girl? A perfect f**k who won’t say bye

Snap’s still bleeding, laughs like a creep
Screws till he’s numb, then cries in his sleep
But deep down he knows what he seeks—
Just one goddamn Perfect Women Week