Lyrics:
the fetty, whip the dog up with IceATL (yeah)
Ask my ho, I done fell in love with Adderall
Ain't no Tweetin', ain't no post, get a foreign car (skrrt)
Treat
like a post, 'cause I do the most (Might take a peep at you)
All of my pockets is swole, 'cause I do the most (My pockets is loaded with benjis)
I do
back, sellin' they mama's sofa
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave
Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why I got
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
back, sellin' they mama's sofa
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave
Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why I got
The last exposed
To run cold, ever fast the unknown
As it shows, it's the cast I chose
It's the cast I chose
By post, I'm kept to compose
Soon
The black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
The black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean fresh white babies to me
Clean
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave
Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why I got my hand closed?
That's in my palm,
visita
Nuovo post, commenti, invidioso
Bitch vorrebbe un tipo migliore
Nel mio pochette nuova Visa
Occhiali Gucci, vista migliore
Perché tu mi chiami
zip too much zip
Man, fuck out my business
Young Post get the bills quick
Gold chains young white Slick Rick
Boy graining my new whip
Drink 40s till I
And fuck Ann Coulter with a Klan poster
With a lamp post, door handle shutter
A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber
Piano,
don't trust these folk
I fuck with shawty 'cause she don't post (Post, post)
These niggas, yeah, yeah, know I'm the GOAT
St. Regis, 27th floor
I'm
crisis, it's warfare
When we roll one, we converse, we like orphans
Coast to coast, float the ocean like a starfish
Check my post, I'ma toast
a better place
For all the good he'd done
We pulled up that old hitchin' post
Where Doc had nailed a sign
We'd painted it white and to all of us
It
Can you see me up on a building
From down on the pavement
Or out in the crowd?
Can you see me, in the glare of the lamp post?
Cause I am
CAPTION: '?15' (which flashes on and off
Quickly)
Presenter So Mrs Teal...if you send us ?15 by return
Post, please, and your husband Trevor, and your
che era
Impossibile, impossibile, impossibile
Ci avessi mai creduto
Lei resta lì al suo posto opposta a me
Scomposta scrolla i post, ma lui non c'è
a leg race
Spin on they residence, wrap it in red tape
Can't leave the post, sellin' dope on the leg brace
I gotta get me a mil' for the fast tape
only use the kitchen,
I'm the same with my grinder post, yeah I got big bags of smoke,
You fuck niggas don't call my phone unless you wanna buy some
Pull up and salute in the white ghost
Standin' on the corner, yeah, the light post
on a nigga
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this nigga
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they cryin' then forget
My sister proud
Sabe que está chingando con un GOAT, sí, je
787, cabrón, aunque me mude pa' Marte, va a ser el code (ey)
Bad Bunny no le baja, es un misterio, Da Vinci
Des milliers de likes sur mon post, motivation
Never want to be in the dark, always in the spotlight
Everybody in this house wants to be famous
mi lajkla novej post, yeah
Nevím, kdy mám dost
Lajkla novej post a potom hitla dm
Poslední, co jsem čekal je, že dneska skončím v pm
A v noci chodím po
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