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crossing me this a sign
They don't like me that's fine
Know that your actions define
Couldn't give one heck no even nine
Claim that you hard with no spine

thot
Or milly rock on my block
Okay, Post Malone with that pistol (Post Malone)
I see you as the issue (Post Malone)
I know that you hard as tissues

(Uation)
Like Post Malone, all I'ma say is congratulation (For real)
Everything vivid in life is clear as a crystal (Shut up)
Pounding hard with ambition

tuh
Dirty ass white boy, we call it Post Malone
Uh uh
My young demon, he ain't got no aim, pop that Adderall (iiight)
She switched a Baller for a whole

boss is a comedian, and you are the joke
I'm a walking cigarillo bitch
You are the smoke
Don't get too close
I'm Karl Malone in the post
Catch them

B-Boy Bouillabaisse

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [Japan]

1989

Took off her pants
You know what I saw?

Right about now I'd like to dedicate this song out to my main homie Mike D
Get on the mic, g-get on the mic

Watching the trees with a vibrant tone
I'm running in circles like Post Malone
I'm feeling like Whitney when I sing along but I
Breathe
I think the secret is

made me hard
I'm completely stoned, don't even start
Post up and scope like assassin characters
Post up and scope like Black Ops
We them boys who

throwin' bones
I swear I can't trust nobody so I keep the Chrome
No Post Malone but I swear I'm posted on my lone
So baby come over and fuck me, girl lets

raised in the Sipp , but coming hard like post malone

I love a white bitch, that eat the dick and eat the bone
Bitch, I'm covered up in jewelry, fruity

Still post on the block with a big 40, flat back on it, you ain't know it was a switch on me
Yeah, bitch, this ten mil, knock off your dome
Got a switch

brothas hit your back
Yeah I feel like post malone
Cause I'm feeling like a rockstar
Sipping on this codeine bitch I'm sipping on that wockhard
When I'm

can't keep me, no
I wanna ball on my own
She got the bread, I got toast
My bank account like my wrist cause it's froze
Sing to a hoe, like I'm Post Malone

alone
Like Moses Malone in the Post (Post Malone)
See past the disguise
Look into my eyes
Chasing my dreams
And evading the lies
Ghosts hosting my

Post Malone and I'm like
Woah back the f*** up
I don't think I sound like Post Malone but
umm
Lay out all my options on the table
I'm reaching so far

the streets done raised me like my dad
Motherfuck you officers
Post Malone, i'm saucin' son
And I got some shit that'll make em run
Call me Mad Max, murder 1

shit right I’m always wrong
Ever since I lost pops been moving real slow, got up and did lotta shit on my own
Saucing on you like I’m post Malone, don’t

Wordz of Wisdom

3rd Bass

Cactus Revisited

1990

words of wisdom

This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way

A branch

Wordz of Wisdom

3rd Bass

The Cactus Album

1989

words of wisdom

This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way

A branch

Imma flex post Malone
Run up a check I own 
Goin up like a drone
Nuke yo' town like ski
Get the check imma flee
Youngest flexer ain't a teen
Dj Khaled

Congratulations (Remix)

Future

Congratulations

2016

Bowl (Super Bowl)
Super Bowl, call the hoes (brr)
Get in the Rolls (skrrr)
Top floor lifestyle (top)
Huncho and Post, Malone (ayy)
I gotta play

titties
More than old town road
Party like a rockstar
Post Malone
Your bitch get wet like California
When I slide in a lambo
They all got the lyrics
But

ain't practice
It's average
I'm like mike bitch
Fuck practice
It's magic
I'm AI bitch
Word to Post Malone my nigga I'm just AI bitch
I worked hard for

so why are you judgin'
Don't need your feedback, so go ahead and shut it
Tryin' to win this, but it really ain't worth it
Sayin' you got it, but you