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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

You fit to make me mad Nne
She say I be her kind of man igwe
We go make a lot of cash Nne
We go win a lot of battle nne
We go post about the cash Nne

I'm Post Malone
Why you tryna be me, why you such a fking clone

Yah, bitch I'm up, I'm so up, I don't give a f**k
This not luck, this not luck, I kept

alone
Growing though
Post Malone's posts are shown
Boasting hoes won't know a foe
So croak and overflown the locust show
In the streets I see drones

The way these hoes be moving, it be so foul
No Post Malone, they hear my music, got 'em going "wow"
Oh
VR been the GOAT, yeah, I been the man
Bi-bi-bitch,

showed him my plans how to slit his throat
But things change, I mean what the jazz look like? Post Malone
And what rap look like now? Post Malone
My

to slit this throat
But things change, I mean
What the Jazz look like post Malone
And what rap look like now, Post Malone
My nigga said he got a job I

unknown
My game is far from yours, got an astrodome
I'm lookin' at a bunch of clones
They say congratulations like Post Malone

Bury bones cause I ran out

like post malone 
That bitch love to call too much 
So I had to change my phone
All these hoes are childish 
I stay on some wild shit 
Fucked your bitch

I’m Kobe Yeah I’m Fresh Out Texas
Use to whip out the lexus
I don’t even have ex’s
Gave me head for her breakfast
Told her friends and we texting
No

M80 
Vizinha bem cusca comenta 
meu post 
Não tou a falar de Malone 
Perguntou na amiga qual é o meu nome 
Se não for dinero ""leave me alone""
Sabes

ditt punkt

Oooo shawty say she love me and i dont really trust her
Oooo post malone yeah im living like a rockstar

Lager bare filmer du kan kalle

cause I'm anti-social
Malone on the bitch, don't make me go postal
Tana strapped on the bitch like a truck
I ain't talkin' to these bitches cause I'm

Gucci Cologne
Two cups and a spliff, she sippin Patron
Now she do that White Iverson like Post Malone
Call her phone like what you on
She said Rell, bae

to leave that lean, Henny, and coke alone
Terror to the business, married to the strippers, T-Pain
Student of the game pre-Kane, you niggas Post Malone

countless flowers
That pussy not made for no coward
Lord help me just like Howard
This bitch Hollywood like Broward

Makes sense she was in Miami
Please tell

I post the most shit-posts
While I'm posted on the corner
With the postman
Smoking like I'm Post Malone
Macaulay Culkin, Home Alone
I'm in

My dawg came with the heat
Now I don’t drop game
These VV's do the talking for me
See my old nitty, said he miss talking to me
Tell my dawg hit me
I

Cool

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop, Vol. 9

2006

Lights are green, man, they look like palm trees
And every time that song comes on it's about me
Oh, I feel like Post Malone when I get home
Sittin'

the money like a swimming pool
Fuck it ima make this shit a interlude, and get ridiculed
From mobile homes, and home phones
To Post Malone’s and three mobile

i cant postpone 

(Aye)

Back against the wall and stayed strong 
No post malone 
Just wanna ball like carl malone
Watch me go get it before I’m gone

rhyme that means death be the penalty
No matter what you do you can't get with me  
Consider me the opitimy of ghetto lyric   
No games or gimmicks I'll

homie
That's easy to see

Let my momma know
(Let my momma know)
That I wanna her proud of me
(That I wanna her proud of me)
Just like Post Malone's mom

like Post Malone 
I was cursed before 
Now I post alone 
Post the post-on, now it's cursed some more
I'm caught as an Opp 
Opt not to talk 
But talks