Post Malone

编曲 : Post Malone

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I walk in, I walk in, I walk in with goons

I'm parkin' Ferrari, I started like "vroom"

I'm staggerin', I'm flaggin', I'm actin' a fool

Pour up, yeah

I'm sipped out, I'm knocked out in my house all day

I pull up, I pull up, I pull up, like "ayy"

I pull up, I pull up and I fade away

That's NBA, yeah

Uh, I used to have braids but I still got the hoes, yeah

I loosen my brakes and I still got control, err

I remember the day that I got the Azure, mm

Back when them hoes was wearing Juicy Couture, yeah

Back when ****** was still wearing Velour, eh

When s**t got out of hand, my hands was full, I'm

Going through some s**t, yeah, but you know I ain't broke up

Just talked to Ms. Cita, she told me, "Stay focused"

I said, "Alrighty then," gotta make up my mind again

**** the bulls**t, the fake and the counterfeit

Gotta shake it like Iverson, gotta take out my pocket lint

And make something out of it, like a scientist

Be creative and confident; no vacation, just power trips

Limo tint, limo tint 5 percent, Louie V moccasins

Treat her cat like a lioness, I’m on my Mufasa s**t

Yeah, I'm saucy like pasta, *****, I'm talking all kinda s**t

Yeah, and I got that Flakka ****, them b*****s be out of it

And I be OT with my bro T and Lil Hoody and Skateboard E

And that's my ******, we fly ******

With shotguns under both wings

We going up, pouring up

These ****** be ho-ing up

Ain't no peace, we chop off both fingers

I got that **** ****, your ***** is a **** fiend

I got the tattoos, all I need is the nose ring

Pour party at my place, more codeine than chlorine

Spraying at your head like some ******* Afro Sheen

And I'm a Martian, I'm marching on the stars and moon

I come through in something without a roof

Staggerin', I'm flaggin', I'm reppin' Suwu

Yeah, Blood Gang

Look, I hop out, they watch how I hop out the Wraith

I spend it, I spend it, make it back next day

I pull up, I pull up, and I fade away

That's NBA, yeah

I’m my mama’s son

And when I started thuggin', I was young

When I started cussin', I was one

Mama put that soap on my tongue

And when I started hustlin', I was twelve

And then I started pumpin' like the Shell

And when I started ******', I was young

And when I started cuppin', I was sprung

And then I started druggin', it was fun

******' with that honey, I got stung

And when I go out clubbin', I be numb

Started out from nothin', just some crumbs

Started up from nothin', just some crumbs

And now I got a bakery, yum, yum

And now I see the fakery, now I see the snakery

All I got is two words: blum, blum

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