Cooped Up
Post Malone, Roddy Ricch
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Mm-mm-mm I'm about to pull up Hit switch, pull curtain (hit switch, pull curtain) And I've been waitin' so long Now I gotta resurface (I gotta resurface) And yeah, we 'bout to toast up All that bread that we burnin' (burnin', burnin', burnin') 'Cause I've been feelin' cooped up (yeah) I've been fuckin' cooped up (mm-mm-mm) Yeah, I'm off the Bud Light, not the bourbon (mm) I might chop the roof off the Suburban (skrrt) Tried to Bia Nice Guy, John Terzian (wow) 'Til I started throwin' up in your Birkin (ooh) Then I woke up in the mornin' (I woke up in the) Police showed up at my door with a warrant (f*ck that shit) I remember flushin' somethin' down the toilet (flush, flush) Guess you gotta let me off with a warnin' Return of the Mack (ah) Feelin' like an outcast, I'm the only guy in slacks That'll cost you three stacks (three stacks, three stacks) Now you savin' that check, why you takin' my swag? Can you give me that back? Gucci my Prada, Miyake (ooh) Louis, Bottega, and Tommy All of these things on my body, let's party (ah-ah-ah) I'm about to pull up Hit switch, pull curtain (hit switch, pull curtain) And I've been waitin' so long Now I gotta resurface (I gotta resurface) And yeah, we 'bout to toast up All that bread that we burnin' (burnin', burnin', burnin') 'Cause I've been feelin' cooped up (yeah) I've been fuckin' cooped up (cooped up, mm-mm-mm) Shit, gotta pull up Pull up, I'ma pull up I pull up, ayy Got black minks all on the road, woah, woah Got hella hoes poppin' 'dro, woah, woah In every hood, they show us love, woah, woah Partner in crime with me while we whippin' in the spaceship Got it out the pavement, now we gettin' payment Everybody 'round me gettin' money, it's too contagious Kept it solid, now we real rich to they amazement I pulled up the black badge 'cause it was cleaner I 'member I was just posted up with the demons And Posty took me on my first damn tour date He had me rockin' every night, sold out arenas I'm project nigga, I never thought I would see shit I tried to tell you, you prolly wouldn't believe us I'm about to pull up Hit switch, pull curtain (hit switch, pull curtain) And I've been waitin' so long Now I gotta resurface (I gotta resurface) And yeah, we 'bout to toast up All that bread that we burnin' (burnin', burnin', burnin') 'Cause I've been feelin' cooped up (yeah) I've been fuckin' cooped up (cooped up, mm-mm-mm) 'Til the daylight come, 'til the daylight come I got sake in my tummy, cigarette in my lungs It's eleven in the mornin' and we still ain't done And I'm still that bitch, so what? Yeah, we 'bout to toast up All that bread that we burnin' (burnin', burnin', burnin') 'Cause I've been feelin' cooped up (yeah) I've been fuckin' cooped up (mm-mm-mm)
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Written by: Austin Richard Post, Billy Walsh, Louis Russell Bell, Rodrick Moore
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