Playlist Post Malone

post malone - rockstar

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta

Switch my whip, came back in black
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"
Close that door, we blowin' smoke
She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison
Act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car
Shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin', "I'm with the band"
Now she actin' outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta

I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars
Feelin' like a popstar
Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
And they ain't got on no bra
Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks
And now she screamin' out, "no más"
They like "Savage, why you got a twelve car garage and you only got six cars?"
I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that?
Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack
Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks
L.A. bitches always askin', "Where the coke at?"
Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard
Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta

post malone - congratulations

My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say congratulations
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain't never had the dedication
People hatin', say we changed and look, we made it
Yeah, we made it

They was never friendly, yeah
Now I'm jumping out the Bentley, yeah
And I know I sound dramatic, yeah
But I know I had to have it, yeah
For the money, I'm a savage, yeah
I be itching like a addict, yeah
I'm surrounded, twenty bad bitches, yeah
But they didn't know me last year, yeah
Everyone wanna act like they important
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But all that mean nothing when I saw my [?]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everyone countin' on me, drop the ball, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everything custom like I'm at the boarder, yeah, yeah
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
How could I make sense when I got millions on my mind?
Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side
Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes

My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say congratulations
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain't never had the dedication
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it

I was patient, yeah, oh
I was patient, aye, oh
Now I can scream that we made it
Now everyone, everywhere I go, they say 'gratulations
Young nigga, young nigga, graduation
I pick up the rock and I ball, baby
I'm looking for someone to call, baby
But right now, I got a situation
Never old Ben-Ben Franklins
Big rings, champagne
My life is like a ball game
But instead, I'm in the trap though
Pot so big, call it Super Bowl
Super Bowl, call the hoes, get in the Rolls
Top-floor lifestyle, Huncho and Post
Malone, I got a play on my phone, aye
You know what I'm on, aye
Huncho Houdini is gone, aye

My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say congratulations
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain't never had the dedication
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it

post malone - big lie

[Intro]
I know, I know
I know, I know

[Verse 1]
Run it up, run it up
Count it up, count it up
'95 in my cup
Nicotine in my blood
Go, run it, run it
Count it, count it
Go, show me something, aye, aye
Go, talkin' that shit
Keep on barkin' lil' bitch
Bitches tryna get lit, damn
Rosé poppin' with the Balmain on me
And I keep on callin'
And they know that I don't answer my cell
No, I don't know your momma
I got so much commas
Girl, you know I'm only into myself

[Hook]
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that I'mma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that I'mma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you got that shit you don't got
Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you flexin', that's a big lie

[Verse 2]
Valet the park on the whip
The Caddy, the '76
My woman gon' box on a bitch
They don't want no part in that shit
I got my money jumpin', I'm proud for ballin' on Fade
Didn't watch the game, you can see that shit on replay
I just drop the top and I pull up to your party
I just grab a Bud and I pop the top on you, pour that water

[Hook]
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that I'mma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that I'mma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you got that shit you don't got
Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah

[Bridge]
And I know who we are, yeah
And I know that we ballin'
When you wanna get this money
I don't want your bitch, just know it

[Shortened Hook]
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that I'mma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you got that shit you don't got
Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah

[Bridge]
And I know who we are yeah
And I know that we ballin'
When you wanna get this money
I don't want your bitch, just know it

[Outro]
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know

post malone - go flex

[Verse 1]
Lighting stog after stog, choke on the smoke
They tell me to quit, don't listen to what I'm told
Help me forget that this world is so cold
I don't even know what I'm chasin' no more
Tell what I want, just keep searchin' on
It's never enough, cup after cup, blunt after blunt
I wouldn't give one if I could find a fuck, ha, ha, ha
In the cut and I put that on my momma
And my bitch called talkin' bout some drama
I swear there ain't no time for women on the come up
It's either the pussy or the commas

[Hook]
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

[Verse 2]
Push the gas, get a motherfuckin' nose bleed
She ain't never met a youngin' do it like me
She got a man but says she really like me
She doin' things to excite me
She sending all her friends snaps of my new tracks
Cause all these hoes know whats about to come next
I hit my plug up, got the paper connect
I drop a couple bands I just wanna go

[Hook]
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

[Bridge]
Knowing all of this
Just don't make a difference
I'm just talking shit to the ones that will listen
I come with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing
And I'm still the same and I swear I'm never switching
Knowing all of this
It just don't make a difference
I'm just talking shit to the ones that will listen
I come with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing
And I'm still the same and I swear I'm never switching

[Hook]
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
Cold with the flex

post malone - boy bandz

I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
So pretty 'lil momma come away
(Come away, come away, come away)
Baby bye bye bye
Baby bye bye bye
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
(Come away, come away, come away)
Baby bye bye bye
Baby bye bye bye

I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away

I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away

Ay
Young motherfucker swing my gold
Everybody act like they know
Everybody want to do the most
I don't do balmains no more
And tell that motherfucker pour more
I spill ghost blood on my coat
Might rock Moncler when I'm cold
Goddamn that's a whole 'lotta dough
Got them Backstreet Boys, ay
Lot of change but I swear I ain't ever change
And I might pull up in a Mercedes
With 16 gold teeth in my face
And you know if I want it I'mma get it
And if I owe you something I'mma pay it
If you want to say something then say it
If you want to try the jewels, make my day

I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
So pretty 'lil momma come away

post malone - white iverson

[Intro]
Double OT
I'm a new three

[Hook]
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay

[Verse 1]
I got me some braids and I got me some hoes
Started rockin' the sleeve, I can't ball with no Joes
You know how I do it, Concords on my toes
(This shit is hard)
I ain't rich yet, but you know I ain't broke, I
So if I see it, I like it, buy that from the store, I
I'm with some white girls and they lovin' the coca
Like they're OT
Double OT like I'm KD, smokin' OG
And you know me, in my 2-3s and my gold teeth
Bitch I'm smiling, bet you see me from the nosebleeds
I'm the new 3 and I change out to my new 3s

[Pre-Hook]
White Iverson
When I started ballin' I was young
You gon' think about me when I'm gone
I need that money like the ring I never won, I won

[Hook]
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay

[Verse 2]
Cigarettes and a headband
Commas, commas in my head, man
Slumped over like a dead man
Red and black, 'bout my bread, man
I'm the answer, never question
Lace up, learn a lesson
Bitch I'm saucin', I do this often, don't do no talkin'
My options right when I walk in, jump all them Jordans
I'm ballin', money jumpin'
Like I'm Davis from New Orleans
Or bitch I'm Harden, I don't miss nothin'
Fuck practice, this shit just happens, know y'all can't stand it
I have it, I'll never pass it, I work my magic
High average, ball on these bastards, it makes me happy
It's tragic, I make it happen, and all y'all Shaqtin'

[Pre-Hook]
White Iverson
When I started ballin' I was young
You gon' think about me when I'm gone
I need that money like the ring I never won, I won

[Hook]
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay

post malone - broken whiskey glass

I done drank codeine from a broken whiskey glass
I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass
Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin' back
So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass
And I won't go on, like a highway to hell
Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my chanel
And I woke up and my room's fuckin' trashed
like a damn hotel
Where I go next, now, only time will tell

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh

I done spent some time chasin' women that don't give a shit
I done learned my lessons and I ain't never gon' forget
Started callin' this shit, started ballin' and shit
started flickin' that wrist
They ain't never listened
now I'm makin' them hits so I'm fuckin' your bitch
No it ain't nothin' fickle for me to forget that you ever exist
Bet you remember my name
when I pull up in that whip that doesn't exist, skrr
Spill lean on supreme last saturday
Let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey
Pass me the drugs, motherfucker let me shine
At the white house, call my homie joe biden
he flyin' out weed
Smokin' my dope, beggin' that that be the code
Man, don't be silly, that shit you rockin' is old
Like it's been years since you been to the store
Feel like meek milly but I ain't from philly
I'm poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie
I do this for real-y and for my fam-ily
Some shade every night, man, it's all so famil-y
The bitches they killin' me
Like, bitch are you kiddin' me?
Ballin', that shit jason kiddin' me
You can't get rid of me
Now you want my chain and my jeans
but you no good at chemistry

post malone - leave

She said, "Love me, " so I love her
She said, "Leave me, " so I left
Then I went to California
And I ain't never comin' back
I gotta high five from a brother
I got bloodstains on the bed
And I ain't sayin' that I love her
But this bitch is gonna drive me mad
I said this bitch is gonna drive me mad

You got just what I been looking for
But you can't bring yourself to say no
And I ain't never gonna let you go
I kept wishing I would die, oh
The whole plane ride home
And I wish I could
I know I should leave you alone

I worship since I met you
I fell down to my knees
And when no one would accept ya
Throw myself up on a cross and bleed
I seen a dark cloud coming over
I seen some evil shit in her head
But she rode me like no other
But this bitch is gonna drive me mad
I said this bitch is gonna drive me mad

post malone - psycho

Damn, my Ap goin' psycho
lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My Ap goin' psycho
lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend
when I'm rollin' through my end zone

You stuck in the friend zone
I tell her four, five, the fifth, ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, Dechino the s**t, ayy
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
I made my first million, I'm like, "S**t, this is it, " ayy
Thirty-four walk through, man we had every slit, ayy
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benz
where we get seen in a rent
And I'm like
"Woah, man, my neck so goddamn cold"
Diamonds weigh, my teeths is sore, oh
I got homies, let it blow, oh, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said "Can I have some to hold? "
And I can never tell you no

Damn, my Ap goin' psycho
lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My Ap goin' psycho
lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend
when I'm rollin' through my end zone

The Ap goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
We're hittin' lil mama, she wanna have my babies
Sippy on the panky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' b***h
Now we ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Coolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Just one swish, I can make the eyes drop
Take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get high, we gon' hit Rodeo
Y'all a Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Take you where I'm from, take you to the stones
They said I been overnight
now these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent jean, still don't let my fans though
All Vvss, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the boul
They matching with the jewelry

Yeah, my Ap goin' psycho
lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My Ap goin' psycho
lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend
when I'm rollin' through my end zone

post malone - cold

Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
And it's all for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze
Yeah it's all for you
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you

Yeah, stuntin', it's satisfyin'
but it don't bring you closure
Diamonds my state of mind
I'm drownin' in the ocean
Just stay right where you are and don't come any closer
I'm just gon' handle mine
and just maintain composure
People, they say learn from mistakes, yeah
You keep your space, yeah, but all this pain, yeah
You say you go away, yeah
still hit my line though
You hurt so bad when you went away, yeah
I needed you, needed you
So what the fuck do I do?
I needed you, needed you
So what the fuck do I do?

Oh my God, oh my God
A lot of bullshit on my mind
Oh my God, oh my God
I think about you all the time
Oh my God, oh my God
And I don't care 'bout no money
Leave a knot up in my throat
Now I'm counting on my own

Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
And it's all for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist so froze
Yeah it's all for you
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you

My jewelry on, know you can ice cube
And all I wanna do is just ignite you
This Saint Laurent, mama, you look nice too
Can't hold my tongue
don't gather hearts too
Remember when I fell in love?
I just came up alone
Remember aim three, my fault
Told that bad bitch get on my Vlone
Hey, don't have much to do, yeah
Everything is ruined
Ain't no secret to it
Thrown the check like a Nike, I just do it

Oh my God, oh my God
A lot of bullshit on my mind
Oh my God, oh my God
I think about you all the time
Oh my God, oh my God
And I don't care 'bout no money
Leave a knot up in my throat
Now I'm counting on my own

Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
And it's all for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist so froze
Yeah it's all for you
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you

post malone - deja vu

[Intro: Post Malone]
'Cause I can't take it no more
No you ain't like them bitches
Tell them hoes adios
And you can drop your panties
Leave them shits at the door
Dior falls on the floor
I swear we been here before

Post Malone]
I'm tryna see you from my own perspective
You all in my section tryna come to my session
We rollin' up pressure, you know that we flexin'
We bought all the bottles, we came with the models
Girl this a confession, I'm not like your exes
I came up from Texas, and now that we textin'
You can fly in whenever, now you undressin'
Panties on the dresser, your hair gettin' messed up
The feelin' we catchin', my love is a blessin'
Made love in that Lexus, made love in that Lexus
I know you remember

[ Justin Bieber + Post Malone]
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause baby this ain't nothing new, no

[ Justin Bieber]
Oh you actin' reckless
I told you that I need affection
So let me point you in the right direction
It's so important that you get the message
Yeah, I gotta say, gotta say somethin' to you, you, you
I'm on a roll, I'm gonna roll out in that new, new, new
If you wanna do what I wanna do
Well uhm-uhm-uhm
Well I guess that is just deja vu

Justin Bieber + Post Malone]
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause baby this ain't nothing new, no

Justin Bieber + Post Malone]
Tell me if you want it baby
'Cause I know I can drive you crazy
I just wanted you to know now
Oh-oh, oh-ohhh
Show up in that new Mercedes, you already know I'm faded
Girl I've been thinkin' about you lately
Oh-oh, oh-ohhh

Justin Bieber + Post Malone]
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me, is that deja vu?
'Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no

[Post Malone]
'Cause I can't take it no more
No you ain't like them bitches
Tell them hoes adios
And you can drop your panties
Leave them shits at the door
Dior falls on the floor
I swear we been here before

post malone - i fall apart

Ooh I fall apart
Ooh yeah, mm

She told me that I'm not enough, yeah
And she left me with a broken heart, yeah
She fooled me twice and it's all my fault, yeah
She cut too deep, now she left me scarred, yeah
Now there's too many thoughts goin' through my brain, yeah
And now I'm takin' these shots like it's novacane, yeah

Oooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Oooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Oooh, didn't know it before
Surprised when you caught me off guard
Hard as damn jewelry I bought
You was my shorty, I thought

Never caught a feelin' this hard
Harder than the liquor I pour
Tell me you don't want me no more
But I can't let go
Everybody told me so
Feelin' like I sold my soul
Devil in the form of a whore
Devil in the form of a whore
You said it
No you said it
No you said it
We'd be together

Oooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Oooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Oooh, didn't know it before
Surprised when you caught me off guard
Hard as damn jewelry I bought
You was my shorty, I thought

Ice keep pourin' and the drink keep flowin'
Try to brush it off but it keep on goin'
Covered in scars and I can't help showin'
Whippin' in the foreign and the tears keep blowin'
Ice keep droppin' and the drink keep flowin'
Try to brush it off but it keep on goin'
All these scars, can't help from showin'
Whippin' in the foreign and the tears keep blowin', yeah

Oooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Oooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Oooh, didn't know it before
Surprised when you caught me off guard
Hard as damn jewelry I bought
You was my shorty, I thought

post malone - no option

Hoe, I look so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah

Everybody asking "Post, when is the album droppin'? "
Ever since the very first day at it, I been poppin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Ooh, swingin' in a four-door
Now they takin' photos
Bottles, we need more of those, ooh
Say she been to every show
Even on the road
And she always be in front row, oh yeah
Everything that I worked for
Waited so long to get on
The Caddy just sits on the chrome
I swang through on dubs on the four

Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin'
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah

Hoe, I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit
you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah

Now she hoppin' in a old-school
Swimmin' in the carpool
Everything is all cool
Yeah she told me not to tell
'Bout the rumors that I heard
She said, "Everything was all true"

Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin'
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah

Just me and lil' mama, yeah
Ridin' around La
Just me and lil' mama, yeah
We own the city, yeah

Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know baby you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin'
Gotta have perfect timin' when I'm ridin'
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Oh oh

So come hop in that, ooh
What do you wanna do?
Put that dime in my coup
With that gold on my tooth, oh yeah

post malone - feeling whitney

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

[Verse 1]
And I've been looking for someone
to put up with my bullshit
I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring
And I ain't seen a light of day since
well that's not important
It's been long
And I was feeling Whitney
me and my homies sip Houston
Cars and clothes, thought I was winning
You knew I was losing
You told me to wake up
oh my clock always stays on snooze
And I'm done

[Chorus]
To each their own and find peace in knowing
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
Show no emotion, against your coding
And just act as hard as you can
You don't need a friend
Boy, you're the man

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

[Verse 2]
And I've been looking for someone
that I can buy my drugs from
It seems like every plug ran east to Utah
became Mormons Drought comes around
feels like I have no one to depend on
Sober, ugh
I had 80 beers on Tuesday night
I had nothing to do with it
I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune
And lit a cigarette, stepped out the door
had an appearance
Drank more

[Chorus]
To each their own and find peace in knowing
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
Show no emotion, against your coding
And just act as hard as you can
You don't need a friend
Boy, you're the man

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

post malone - fuck

I ain't here for no conversation
I ain't really tryna talk
Can't a nigga be honest baby
(I just wanna fuck)
I just came here to fuck

Shawty take of them heels and your shirt
And that skirt and them panties right now
(I just wanna fuck
I just wanna)

Baby step into my room, show me love
And get served like tennis right now

If y wanna come and get served right now
Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down
I'm going down, you're going down, it's going down sure
Baby girl sit down right now
Give you five seconds, one, two, three, four

I'mma turn your ass around right now
Now you're screaming good Lord
Got you smoking on the loud
Konock you down
Fuck you like you never been befor

I could fuck you all the time
Girl I'm glad you're mine

I ain't here for no conversation
I ain't really tryna talk
Can't a nigga be honest baby
(I just wanna fuck)
I just came here to fuck

Shawty take of them heels and your shirt
And that skirt and them panties right now
(I just wanna fuck
I just wanna)

Baby step into my room, show me love
And get served like tennis right now

If y wanna come and get served right now
Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down
Hell yeah, I'mma say it
go and show me what you working with
Give a fuck about the man that you rolling with
Think it's 'bout damn time that you done with him
How you get so bad, we all wonderin'
Lil mama look hotter than the summer is
I ain't gonna say lies like the other did
Baby girl I'mma keep it one hundred

Get me on, I'mma, I'mma call you later
And the saint laurent's looking alligator
And maybe that's why she want an elevator
Elevate your life, elevate your life
Girl you know I wouldn't wanna wife ya
Girl I wouldn't wanna make you spiteful
Girl I wouldn't wanna mix your life up, mix your life up

Yeah I was tryna get her to my bed
But we ain't make it out the kitchen
I was cooking and I burned the bacon, damn
Pussy got a nigga slippin', yeah
Got your body going deep, breast stroke, back stroke

Girl I'm swimming right now
(I just wanna fuck)
Got her singing like me, when she moan
Let's make a song, and we're jamming right now

I could fuck you all the time
Girl I'm glad you're mine

post malone