[Intro: Steve Lacy]
I know I am looking for a perfect love

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Ferg]
Eyes open, eyes open for sure
I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door
Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp
So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on
Eyes open, eyes open for sure
I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door
Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp
So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on (Took my grills out)

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
I had a queen who I was with for about eight years
We bought each other matching grills, nobody's swag came near
And a mean Harlem joint who gеt drunk all the time
She say, "Hit it from bеhind while I sip some wine"
And my first? She was in a Ralph Lauren pageant
R.I.P Tennille, I never dreamed you'd be passin'
I'm a ghetto bitch, rich bitch, movie star assassin
Still a fucker, B-list model with wack fashion
Had a freak Houston chick that love to lick the gooch (Oop)
Fresh tattoos because the BBL is new
Redhead Brazilian with her freckles in the hoops
I was fuckin' a Parisian in a little Benz coupe (Vroom)
And we drive to Novo in Malibu, she workin' out
Got me runnin' up sand dunes
And I ain't gotta wear a mask like MF DOOM
You gotta love me for me, I'm just livin' my truth
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
(The perfect love)
Eyes open, eyes open for sure
I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door (I've been searchin')
Hopin' that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp (For the perfect love)
So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on
Eyes open, eyes open for sure (I've been lookin')
I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door
Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp
So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
I had a girl from Inglewood who used to pop at the lips
And hated Red because her brother was Crip
Crazy shit, I had this geek girl who used to read tales about secret worlds
She said she loved the way I eat girls, wasn't hype enough
Had a skater boy with some issues, he liked to fight too much
His cover-up girlfriend, naw, didn't like me much, damn
Another bite the dust, she used me just to pipe them up
But when it's time to chill, they pipe down like aqueducts
So I got telescopes, x-rays, microscopes, weather far close
I could know if it's been anybody that's sittin' right beside me
The rear view is clear too, if they sit behind me
I'm tryna stunt, need a team like a Mike Robb pimpin'
I'm on the hunt, like a white blonde missin'
Can't even front, dawg, I like tongue kissin'
Shit, it's hella tight (Woo), I need an extra light (Woo)
It's gettin' dim out here, that's why I keep my eyes open
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
Eyes open, eyes open for sure (I've been lookin')
I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door (I've been seachin')
Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp
So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on (For the perfect love)
Eyes open, eyes open for sure
I been lookin', I been lookin', peephole at the door (I've been lookin')
Hoping that the mailman could leave a box with a stamp (I've been searchin')
So I can mail my heart to you, shit you don't even know, come on (For the perfect love)

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Steve Lacy]
I been looking, I been searching
For the perfect love
I been looking
(I know I am looking for a perfect love)