Never Understand lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Larry June)
I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
Same life, getting rich, whoa I got a fuckin' problem
Trying to flex up on young posty, we gon' tell them what's up
We gon' tour motherfucker, came up, I ain't lonely
Gotta problem Santiago, 45 by the gut
Post and 1st, we in the cut, we were smoking on the woods
And they think it smells good and they all want a puff
Said they see me at the show, they was in the front row
They wanna fuck, I told them bitches come and jump on my bus
We got molly and we got Xans
And we got drank and we got plants
And we got white and we got gas
And it's just something they will never understand
I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
[Larry June:]
They will never understand
They used to didn't love me now they calling me the man
Baby where are you going? Love, you know I got a plan
I can elevate your life, your life
Keep them niggas far away, they praying on my downfall
You don't fuck with me the long way so baby what you here for?
It could be so simple, meet me out in Frisco
Yeah yeah, yeah-hey
Calculate your steps and keep your circle small
Understand that nothing lasts forever
Glamorization of this lifestyle will leave you desperate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
Money Made Me Do It lyrics - Post Malone (feat. 2 Chainz)
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Take a ride when we wake up
Hit the gas melt your face off
Spend the day counting cake up
With a dime who think I changed up
I took the Lincoln down Rodeo
Ran through it like some Drain-o
Lots of bags can't complain though
We was shopping until they closed
Why did I do that? Did I do that? Ooh yeah
New whip now I can pay my rent, ooh yeah
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
[2 Chainz:]
Got a bandana round my neck
Like Bankroll Fresh
Pocket full of street money
Bout to count my blessing
One hundred, one thousand
100K, one million
We smoke, we lay up, we rap
We talked about a vision (switch it up)
I got diamonds like a rainbow, every time I change clothes
Shawty fucked my friend but I act like I ain't know
I'ma buy a rain coat, the storm might approach you
Clown like your daddy met your mom at a circus
I do on purpose, do it for the neighborhood
Smoking on that Meagan Good, with my niggas when I do it
Got that leather and that wood, got the marble on the floor
Got the burglar bars on the door at the bando
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Git Wit U lyrics - Post Malone
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
Lil mama bust a move, (lil mama bust a move)
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
All these jewels, I'm just flossin'
Plainly on my boss shit
Bad bitch on my carpet
All white, I'm so on God shit
Hundred miles get caught shit
Off a pill, feel nauseous
Ain't babysittin' these bitches
I ain't Kevin Costner
No sayin' got her brain lit
Wanna fuck? I'm almost famous
She blow this thing, get faded
Lil mama say that I'm jaded
Maybe you saw that I'm payed up
Your man, he keep you so caged up
I won't tell who you stay with
That's on everyone that I came with
You know after we done I gotta roll
You know after we done I gotta go
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
Lil mama bust a move, (lil mama bust a move)
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
I'm the fuckin' man
Jumpin' out the Benz
Every time you see
I post these hundreds in my pants
I'll do what he can't
Just wanna see you dance
Do something with that ass
Girl put something in my hands
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Don't be shy girl it's okay
Reload, fade, fade, fade, fade, fade
How much did you pay, pay, pay?
I'ma let you in my chain
Just might let you sip this 'pagne
Every single night the same
Lemme hear you say my name
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
Lil mama bust a move, (lil mama bust a move)
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
God Damn lyrics - Post Malone (feat. 1st)
God damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause that ass so dumb
Everyone here wanna hit that yum
Yeah, yeah, god damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause my ice so dumb
Everyone know 'bout my bread, got some
Yeah, yeah, god damn
Bustin' out the, hoo hey
I just keep on blastin' out the pussy and
God damn, bustin' out the, hoo hey
I just fucked my bitch, rockin' Stüssy, yeah
Ooh, drop em' all to keep my sauce
She really ain't shit, bitch, I dropped it all off
Hit the strip club and blow it all off top
Cause I will never love a damn hoe in my life
God damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause that ass so dumb
Everyone here wanna hit that yum
Yeah, yeah, god damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause my ice so dumb
Everyone know 'bout my bread, got some
Yeah, yeah, god damn
[1st:]
Okay, I pulled up, dropped the top
Everybody looking, wonder who I am
She get out, ass big
Everybody looking like, "God damn"
And she say she want a nigga who
Can handle everything with other men (that's me)
Then she topped me off and turned around
Said, "Take it daddy," so I went Super Saiyan
Flavor last forever, any bitches know you weak (lame)
I'm so in love with making money that I can't sleep
Excuse me, sir, can I have my sauce back?
Trynna run off with my sauce, you need to bring it back
God damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause that ass so dumb
Everyone here wanna hit that yum
Yeah, yeah, god damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause my ice so dumb
Everyone know 'bout my bread, got some
Yeah, yeah, god
Fuck lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Jeremih)
I just wanna fuck
I just wanna fuck
I just wanna fuck
I just wanna fuck
[Jeremih & Post Malone:]
I ain't here for no conversation
I ain't really tryna talk
Can a nigga be honest baby? (I just wanna fuck)
I just came here to fuck
Shawty take of them heels and your shirt
And that skirt and them panties right now
(I just wanna fuck, I just wanna...)
Baby step into my room, show me love
And get served like tennis right now
If you wanna come and get served right now
Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down
[Post Malone:]
I'm going down, you're going down
It's going down for sure
Baby girl sit down right now
Give you five seconds, one, two, three, four
I'mma turn your ass around, right now
Now you're screaming "Good Lord"
Got you smoking on the loud, knock you down
Fuck you like you never been before
I could fuck you all the tiiiiime
Girl I'm glad you're miiiiine
[Jeremih & Post Malone:]
I ain't here for no conversation
I ain't really tryna talk
Can a nigga be honest baby? (I just wanna fuck)
I just came here to fuck
Shawty take of them heels and your shirt
And that skirt and them panties right now
(I just wanna fuck, I just wanna...)
Baby step into my room, show me love
And get served like tennis right now
If you wanna come and get served right now
Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down
[Post Malone:]
Go down, hell yeah, I'mma say it
Go and show me what you working with
Give a fuck about the man that you rolling with
Think it's 'bout damn time that you done with him
How you get so bad? We all wonderin'
Lil mama look hotter than the summer is
I ain't gonna tell you lies like the other did
Baby girl, I'mma keep it one hundred
Get me on, I'mma, I'mma call you later
And these Saint Laurent's looking alligator
And maybe that's why she want an elevator
Elevate your life, elevate your life
Girl you know I wouldn't wanna wife ya
Girl I wouldn't wanna make you spiteful
Girl I wouldn't wanna mix your life up
Mix your life up...
[Jeremih:]
Yeah I was tryna get her to my bed
But we ain't make it out the kitchen (I just wanna fuck)
I was cooking and I burned the bacon, damn
Pussy got a nigga slippin', yeah
Got your boy going deep: breast stroke, back stroke
Girl I'm swimming right now (I just wanna fuck)
Got her singing like me, when she moan
Let's make a song, and we're jamming right now
[Post Malone:]
I could fuck you all the ti-i-i-i-i-i-i-ime
Girl I'm glad you're m-i-i-i-i-i-ine
40 Funk lyrics - Post Malone
40 got me funky
I popped a molly
Went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Michael Jordan and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's
My bitch is foreign, she got deported
Thousand ounces, police is knocking
Ain't got no worries
Feeling funky
I popped a molly, went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Kyrie Irving and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's, my bitch is foreign
She got deported
Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
Ain't got no worries
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
I popped a molly, switching lanes
I'm a pull up in this bitche's Audi
Lean in sprite and gin in tonic
These bitches erotic
She just wanna get inside my motherfucking pocket
Another 40, I should stop it
Two thousand ounces of this shit will make you feel like vomit
But I don't mind it, I kinda like it
Young and wild
We killing shit, we live this shit
I ain't go to the school
They asking how I live like this
I did my shit, 19 this year
And I'm only getting older til' I'm in the dirt
How I hold a girl with two 40's all in my hand
But pull up on me, try me, you can catch the fade my man
You and your friends
40 got me funky
I popped a molly
Went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Michael Jordan and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's
My bitch is foreign, she got deported
Thousand ounces, police is knocking
Ain't got no worries
Feeling funky
I popped a molly, went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Kyrie Irving and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's, my bitch is foreign
She got deported
Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
Ain't got no worries
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
Gimme the 40
So I can be cool, yeah
Pass me the molly, eh
I wanna them too, no
I can't get enough
Man, I'm popping them shits and I'm dropping them hits
The music the liquor that's why I exist
And the money, let's skip the obvious shit
Ain't living too long if I'm living like this
Early morning waking up with the sweats
Going through shit I ain't never forget
But nothing I do will I ever regret
I need me that cheque, I need me that chronic
I don't remember tell me what's my name?
Drinking, swerving in the other lane
Fuck a Zulu drinking acid rains
40 got me funky
I popped a molly
Went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Michael Jordan and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's
My bitch is foreign, she got deported
Thousand ounces, police is knocking
Ain't got no worries
Feeling funky
I popped a molly, went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Kyrie Irving and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's, my bitch is foreign
She got deported
Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
Ain't got no worries
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
Monte lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Lil Yachty)
I feel like Monte, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Smoke Golden State oh, bitch I feel like Monte
11 bad hoes, bitch I feel like Monte
Assist from Rondo, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Don't give no fucks no, bitch I feel like Monte
I just flew into town, fresh of the jetty
And then I Rondo my hoe I know she ready
Bitch I'mm sauce on them hoes, might spend some ready
And I just cut that hoe off like a machete
I'm a new 3 boy white boy braids
And I hit that shit good tell that pussy go away
She just want to come with me but that pussy ain't a no no way no way
Bitch I feel like Monte
I dog it like rewind it
Behind the back I pass it Tyson Chano with that alley
I feel like Monte, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Smoke Golden State oh, bitch I feel like Monte
11 bad hoes, bitch I feel like Monte
Assist from Rondo, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Don't give no fucks no, bitch I feel like Monte
[Lil Yachty:]
Woah damn I got bitches from Dallas up to Indy
Used to cross up and post when I pour fours in my Phantom
Bitch I ball like Kyle Korver when I post up in Atlanta
I feel like Monta Ellis
I got more hoes than Elvis
Who the fuck say the little boy wasn't balling
I balling like Spalding you know this shit
I won't sign no contract 'til my contract built like a nigga who just won 4 and shit
I'm first round pick you can check my diamonds they shining they big as a toe and shit
Bitch we biting like Gators
I count up my guap on them haters
I love them hoes that mean I feel like I'm Monta Ellis
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was jealous
Bitch I'm up by 10 ain't no coming back you know that I'm finna win
Bitch its Lil Boat for the MVP
All these niggas they want to be
I feel like Monte, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Smoke Golden State oh, bitch I feel like Monte
11 bad hoes, bitch I feel like Monte
Assist from Rondo, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Don't give no fucks no, bitch I feel like Monte
Hollywood Dreams / Come Down lyrics - Post Malone
[Hollywood Dreams]
I'm in a four door down rodeo
I'm getting fucked up, I'm losing control
I'm bumping Fleetwood, she tryna turn off my song
She keep asking where the party at
I got a flask full of vodka in my passenger seat
My homie got a mansion says that we could crash it for free
We gotta take the phones because we can't let nobody see
We pop a pill since you ain't have not a thing to eat
Thunder only happens when it's raining
And players only love you when they're playing
Say women, they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean you'll know
You will know
You will know
You will know
You will know
'Cause I got dreams, don't hold me down
So I'mma let you free, don't wanna hold you out
I'mma leave when the sun comes
Thunder only happens when it's raining
And players only love you when they're playing
Say women, they will come and they will go
[Come Down]
I thought that I would learn by now
I thought that I would never come down
Just last night we was going so hard
But now I can't feel my heart
Let me down easy, don't let me down rough
Don't let me go to sleep, getting up is gon' be tough
They was all acting sleazy, they all said I was the one
And with any damn luck, I'mma wake up with the sun
Hope I wake up with the sun this morning
I hope I wake up with the sun this morning
And let it pour, let it pour, let it pour, let me roll
Man, I'm on a roll I'm so up in my zone
They thought that I was fucking done with Iverson
But I'm still balling on these bitches, let them know
I just want everything, I want it all in advance
They just want me to call it quits
Ho we just roll up a cig
Lil Posty don't fuck with y'all
Never been fuckin' with y'all
We pull up they standing in awe
Yeah your bitch she know who we are
I thought that I would learn by now
I thought that I would never come down
Just last night we was going so hard
But now I can't feel my heart
Let me down easy, don't let me down rough
Don't let me go to sleep, getting up is gonna be tough
They was all acting sleazy, they all said I was the one
And with any damn luck, I'mma wake up with the sun
Hope I wake up with the sun this morning
I hope I wake up with the sun this morning
Lonely lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Jaden Smith & Teo)
[Jaden Smith & Teo:]
Oh... (oh)
Oh... (nah, nah, nah)
Oh... (oh)
I just...
Can I...
I just...
I just, can I...
I just...
Can I...
I just, I just
Can I, I just
I just want to see you (Damn)
Something I can see through baby (Man)
You make my dreams come true
Can I...
Can I (Aw Yeah), I just
[Post Malone:]
I just
Baby can I come and see you
I just, I just
Girl you seem always on the move
Baby
I just cannot, uh, figure out what to do
And I just, I just, uh, cannot let you go on your own
Eh, why you got to be so inconsiderate wit' it
Know that you mean more than any one of these bitches
Its like you wanna see me go and hop off some bridges
Emo pussy woulda' gone and cut up ones wrists
Instead I'm going to drop a hundred bands on a whip
Only way I know to get my brain off of shit, eh
I just want to see you, maybe talk about shit
I just want to see ya, you might feel for the kid
It's you that I have been searchin' for
Just let me know what's good with y'all
Can't keep on going back and forth
Won't let you, won't let you
[Jaden Smith:]
I just...
I just...
I just want to see you (Damn)
Something I can see through baby (Man)
You're making my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
Can I...
Can I...
Cause I just want to see you (Hey)
Something I can see through baby
You make my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
I just, can I
I just...
I just...
Can I come and see you
I just, something I can see through baby, I just
Make my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
You're walking alone, you're walking alone
I hate when you walk, at least talk on the phone
There's some creeps in this zone, you said joker shut up I should know how to walk
I come from the bronx, I said baby its cool you know I like your talk
We keepin' it cool, we keepin it, keep it
I just...
I just, I just want to see you (Damn)
Something I can see through baby (Man)
You're making my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
Can I...
Can I...
Cause I just want to see you (Hey)
Something I can see through baby
You make my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
[Teo & Post Malone:]
Imma' never be alone
Imma' never be alone
When you're walkin' down the road
Oh God lyrics - Post Malone
Oh God, oh God save me
No I ain't gonna die for my baby
20 dollars, keeping me eating
Might just eat the apple from the garden of Eden
The way she call my name, the way she call my name
The way she call my name, I pray I'll be the same
Oh God, oh God save me
No I ain't gonna die for my baby
Oh God, oh God save me
Ain't no love for the ones who betray me
Drop top, horses run, power steering
Drive like hell to get away from this feeling
The way she call my name, the way she call my name
Try take my soul away, yeah bitch make my day
Oh God, oh God save me
No I ain't gonna die for my baby
Oh God, oh God save me
Ain't no love for the ones who betray me
#mood lyrics - Post Malone
Homie you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Homie you's a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Homie you's a window shopper
At the dealership trying to get a test drive
Homie you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
Everybody wanna talk shit on the internet
But they ain't understand they see the work I put into it
I'm guessing all this bullshit just come with the benefits
20 years old, 20 carats my bezel heavy
Doors suicide they say a word in remembrance
And they just wanna see me fail but dawg I ain't havin' it
They wanna tear me down and tell you "youngin' you can't handle it"
And I'm just here to tell em their shit never happenin'
And I just flew by in a drop-top Porsche
Givenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool
Flu game pose people callin' me the G.O.A.T
People gettin' heated shit my rollie still cold
Aye-ye-ye
I got cha-ay-ay-ange
Why you even lookin'? You ain't pay-ay-in'
I'm still loyal what the fuck is ya'll sayin'?
Even though my song stuck in your bitch brain
Homie you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Homie you's a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Homie you's a window shopper
In the dealership tryin to get a test drive
Homie you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
Everybody wanna talk shit on the internet
But they ain't understand they see the work I put into it
I'm guessing all this bullshit just come with the benefits
20 years old, 20 carats my bezel heavy
Door's suicide they say a word they remember it
And they just wanna see me fail but dawg I ain't havin' it
They wanna tear me down and tell you "youngin' you can't handle it"
And I'm just here to tell em their shit never happenin'
And I just flew by in a drop-top Porsche
Givenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool
Flu game pose people callin' me the G.O.A.T
People gettin' heated shit my rollie still cold
Aye-ye-ye
I got cha-ay-ay-ange
Why you even lookin'? You ain't pay-ay-in'
I'm still loyal what the fuck is ya'll sayin'?
Even though my song stuck in your bitch brain
Boy Bandz lyrics - Post Malone
[Intro x2:]
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
So pretty 'lil momma come away
(Come away, come away, come away)
Baby bye bye bye
Baby bye bye bye
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
(Come away, come away, come away)
Baby bye bye bye
Baby bye bye bye
[Hook x2:]
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
[Verse:]
Ay
Young motherfucker swing my gold
Everybody act like they know
Everybody want to do the most
I don't do balmains no more
And tell that motherfucker pour more
I spill ghost blood on my coat
Might rock Moncler when I'm cold
Goddamn that's a whole 'lotta dough
Got them Backstreet Boys, ay
Lot of change but I swear I ain't ever change
And I might pull up in a Mercedes
With 16 gold teeth in my face
And you know if I want it I'm a get it
And if I owe you something I'm a pay it
If you want to say something then say it
If you want to try the jewels, make my day
[Hook:]
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
So pretty 'lil momma come away
Came Up lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Key!)
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
[Verse 1 - Key:]
I don't even worry about tomorrow
It might be some money it might be a hoe
I don't where I'm a be tomorrow
Might be counting dough, in bed with your hoe
Ok her nose keep running and the money keep coming
I'm a keep balling hey, Rucker Park Spalding hey
Care free I've be leaving care free
So much kush in the air we can barely even breathe
I really worry about things I don't know
You say I'm living wrong you ain't wrong, money long
So think about it it ain't nothing I don't know
All the money that I saw I don't think I'm ever wrong
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
[Verse 2 - Post Malone:]
Don't bother, bitch don't bother
I just left the mall balling hard like Jordan
Out in Fairfax I was smoking Marlboro
Bitch we so high, bitch I'm high as Ayatollah
Bitch I'm three high, bitch I'm high as Ayatollah
She don't want that white coca I ain't talking soda
Bitch ask me do you love me I'm like what I told ya
As I woke up I was smoking on that strong again
That forty keep it funky, I keep it funky
Man I'm smoking on that potent, that's unimportant
I just wanted her to fuck me, need her to fuck me
And she just want all of my money all my fucking money
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
Chip 'n Dale Rescue Rangers Theme lyrics - Post Malone
(originally by The Jets)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Sometimes, some crimes (Some crimes)
Go slipping through the cracks
But these two gumshoes
Are picking up the slack
There's no case too big, no case too small
When you need help just call
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale's Rescue Rangers
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale, when there's danger
No, no, it never fails, once they're involved
Somehow, whatever's wrong gets solved
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale
Fresh prints, not since
Watson and Mr. Holmes
Have two minds, so fine
Looked under every stone
When you need some help to save the day
They're never far away
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale's Rescue Rangers
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale, when there's danger
No, no, it never fails, once they're involved
Somehow whatever's wrong gets solved
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N—
Grey skies, it's trouble
Bad guys see double
When they're around
The Chips are never down
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale's, Rescue Rangers
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale, when there's danger
No, no, it never fails, once they're involved
Somehow whatever's wrong gets solved
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale (Oh, oh, oh, Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale)
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale (Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale)
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm, oh
Congratulations (Remix) lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Quavo & Future)
[Future:]
Worked so hard, forgot to vacation, yeah
They ain't never had the dedication, yeah
People said we changed and look, we made it
Metro Boomin want some more nigga
[Post Malone:]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "congratulations" (uh)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh)
They ain't never had the dedication (uh)
People hatin', say we changed and look, we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh)
[Future:]
We been jumpin' out a foreign, yeah
Hoppin' in somethin' foreign, yeah
They was comin', laughin'
Now we number one in Paris, yeah
Wake up every mornin' and I can touch the sky
I know they gon' hate, but they don't know 'bout who we are
I catch a body on anything
Came from the bottom, they envy me
I'm drippin' sauce tremendously
Promise, never give 'em sympathy
I told my momma the money comin' fast, fast, fast
In this industry
The ones who used to envy me
I'm turnin' up on 'em instantly, yeah
[Future () & Both]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was young
I dreamed it all for my city
But no, they say I will always sell drugs
But now they say
[Future & Post Malone:] "congratulations"
[Post Malone:]
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh)
They ain't never had the dedication (uh)
People hatin', say we changed and look, we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh)
[Post Malone:]
They was never friendly, yeah
Now I'm jumping out the Bentley, yeah
And I know I sound dramatic, yeah
But I know I had to have it, yeah
For the money, I'm a savage, yeah
I be itching like a addict, yeah
I'm surrounded, twenty bad bitches, yuh
But they didn't know me last year, yuh
Everyone wanna act like they important (yeah)
But all that mean nothing when I saw my dough, yuh (yeah)
Everyone countin' on me, drop the ball, yuh (yeah)
Everything custom like I'm at the border, yah, yah
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
How could I make sense when I got millions on my mind?
Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side
Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes
[Post Malone (Quavo):]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "congratulations" (congratulations)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (ooh)
They ain't never had the dedication
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh, yah)
[Quavo:]
I was patient (yah, uh)
I was patient (ayy, uh)
Now I can scream that we made it (we made it)
Now everyone, everywhere I go, they say, "congratulations" (uh)
Young nigga, young nigga, graduation (yah)
I pick up the rock and I ball, baby (ball)
I'm looking for someone to call, baby (brr)
But right now, I got a situation (ayy)
Never old Ben-Ben Franklins (cashes)
Big rings-ooh-, champagne (champagne)
My life is like a ball game (ball game)
But instead, I'm in the trap though (trap though)
Pot so big, call it Super Bowl (Super Bowl)
Super Bowl, call the hoes (brr)
Get in the Rolls (skrrr)
Top-floor lifestyle (top)
Huncho and Post-yah, ayy-Malone (ayy)
I gotta play on my phone (aye)
You know what I'm on (ayy)
Huncho Houdini is gone (ayy)
[Post Malone:]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
[Future:]
I dreamed it all for my city, but no (I dreamed)
[Post Malone:]
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "congratulations" (uh)
[Future (Quavo):]
Worked so hard, I need my medication, uh-huh (ooh)
All it took was dedication (ayy)
Driving foreigns with no registration, oh we made it (ayy)
[Future:]
I dreamed it all
If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Cooped Up / Return Of The Mack lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Mark Morrison & Sickick)
Baby, now I got the flow
I'm about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain (Hit switch, pull curtain)
And I been waitin' so long
Now I gotta resurface (Ooh, yeah)
And yeah, we 'bout to toast up
All that bread that we burnin' (I'm on)
'Cause I been feelin' cooped up (Yeah)
I been fuckin' cooped up
Return of the Mack
Can you give me that back?
Return of the Mack
Can you give me that back?
Well, I tried to tell you so (I pull up)
But I guess you didn't know (Let's party)
As the saddest story goes
I've been fuckin' cooped up
Once again, let's party
'Cause I knew it from the start
Baby, when you broke my heart
That I had to come again
And show you that I'd win
You lied to me
All those times I said that I loved you
You lied to me
Yes, I tried, yes I tried
You lied to me
Even though you knew I'd die for you
You lied to me
Yes, I cried, yes I cried
Can you give me that back?
Return of the Mack (There it is)
Return of the Mack (Come on)
Return of the Mack (Oh my God)
You know that I'll be back (Here I am)
I'm about to pull up
Return of the Mack (Once again)
Hit switch, pull curtain
Return of the Mack
And I been waitin' so long
Return of the Mack
Now I gotta resurface
You know that I'll be back
And yeah, we 'bout to toast up
Return of the Mack
All that bread that we burnin'
Return of the Mack
'Cause I been feelin' cooped up
Return of the Mack
I been fuckin' cooped up
Return of the Mack
Fuck The Internet lyrics - Post Malone
A-yeah-yeah-yeah (ohh)
Woah-oh-oh
A-yeah-yeah-yeah
I just seen lil' mama Instagram an' she flexin'
Don't care about your puppies, just that ass and them breastses
So good, you a model, damn I never woulda guessed it
An' if you tryna throw out all them vibes, I'ma catch 'em
The lifes that we live is just too dangerous
Paranoid since they've been leakin' my shit
Wonder if it'll come out on the web
An' I can't help all these bitches on my dick
Takin' a photo an' postin' that shit
Comin' home late an' I crawl into bed
She always be askin' me, "Where have you been?", woah
The world has gone to shit an' we all know that
People freakin' out, like, hit the Prozac
Leon DeChino shorts got all the blows, man
Well, fuck the internet, an' you can quote that, woah
It's a lot; well, if ignorance is bliss, then don't wake me up
An' I'll prolly be the last to know
'Cause I don't get on the internet no more
It's a lot, and they try so hard just to fuck shit up
An' I'll prolly be the last to know
'Cause I don't get on the internet no more
It's a lot; well, if ignorance is bliss, then don't wake me up
An' I'll prolly be the last to know
'Cause I don't get on the internet no more
It's a lot, and they try so hard just to fuck shit up
An' I'll prolly be the last to know
'Cause I don't get on the internet no more
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Holyfield lyrics - Post Malone
You seem a little different, from the last time I saw you
I hear it in the way you talk too
Don't know why you're trying to be somebody new
You seem a little different, from the last time I saw you
I hear it in the way you talk too
Don't know why you're trying to be somebody new
I'm faded off a whole pill
Suburban swerve on ghost wheels
Bitch biting on my ear like I'm Holyfield
Got the gas and the splash like an oil spill
We don't give no fucks 'bout how you feel
We don't give no fucks man we riding still
Ain't got no fucks to give that's on moms for real
Ain't got no fucks to give that's on moms for real
For real, for real
I say send that cup over, they say they got one on the way
I said what part of 'I am the shit' do you not understand
She said she unemployed but that mouth can work
You'll drown in the wave if you cannot surf
If you don't know how to surf
You seem a little different, from the last time I saw you
I hear it in the way you talk too
Don't know why you're trying to be somebody new
I'm faded off a whole pill
Suburban swerve on ghost wheels
Bitch biting on my ear like I'm Holyfield
Got the gas and the splash like an oil spill
We don't give no fucks 'bout how you feel
We don't give no fucks man we riding still
Ain't got no fucks to give that's on moms for real
Ain't got no fucks to give that's on moms for real
For real, for real
I, I know this is a lot to take in right now
But all that I did was to make all my family royal
I still got to stunt
I still got to flex
For the muhfuckers that said I wasn't going to be shit
Man I got to
I go to show that they're wrong
You seem a little different, from the last time I saw you
I hear it in the way you talk too
Don't know why you're trying to be somebody new
Life's A Mess II lyrics - Juice WRLD, Clever & Post Malone
[Juice WRLD:]
Have you ever fallen head over heels for somebody?
Not just somebody
No, no
(Rex, you did it again)
Have you fallen head over heels for somebody
That made promises to give you the world? Um
I really hope they held you down
I really hope it was no lying
'Cause my heart breaks, it feels like the world's gone
But if the love's real, you'd feel your soul roar like a lion
And you'd finally let bygones be bygones
Don't throw in the towel, I know it feels like you're the only one tryin'
You just gotta learn to live and love on
I belong with the one put on this Earth for me
Everybody has their someone, just gotta look and see
I'm screaming out, "Lord, help me, I've been lonely"
That's when you accept me, then you set me free
Uh, sometimes life's a mess
Uh, I get high when I'm upset
I remember when me and love didn't click
Searchin' for somethin' real, then I found it
Uh, sometimes life's a mess
Yeah, I get high when I'm upset
I remember when me and love ain't click
Lookin' for somethin' real, then I found it
[Clever:]
Have you ever fallen head over heels for somebody
That made promises to give you the world?
There's one that won't never leave you cold
Or place nothing above you
That will love a heart that hurts
Don't hurt the heart that loves you
Sometimes they just want what they can't have, forbidden fruit
But the one that deserves your love will never pick and choose
There was once a hole in my heart, that hole was hurting
'Til I took a peek inside, lately I've been soul searching
When I use to cry I turned to medication
Then I found me something real and forgot all the imitations
Just tell me that you'll never leave
And when there's nothing left to say
Tell me that you'll love me anyway, ah
[Juice WRLD:]
Uh, sometimes life's a mess
Uh, I get high when I'm upset
I remember when me and love didn't click
Searchin' for somethin' real, then I found it
Uh, sometimes life's a mess
Yeah, I get high when I'm upset
I remember when me and love ain't click
Lookin' for somethin' real, then I found it
[Post Malone:]
Have you ever fallen head over heels for somebody
That made promises to give you the world?
And I swear I would never leave you cold
There ain't no one above you
You were way too high to touch
I was high enough to pass out
When you was so alone, I was a stone's throw away
I remember those lips, I remember how they taste
I been staring at the wall doing nothing all day
I remember everything, put the bottle to my face, Dom Pe
If you gave up on me now I would seriously be so fucked up
I'm doing everything I can just to keep myself from throwing up
Never gave a fuck what they say 'bout us
Fuck all of you muh-fuckers slow me up
And fuck everything that ruined us
I'm three seconds away from pulling out my gun
Magic lyrics - Post Malone
[Hook:]
Pulled a bitch out the hat, yeah that's... magic
And I got a lotta bitches at my... mansion
Molly, stogies, gas, and some... matches
Got your wifey on my lap like Outkast, tragic
Magic
Magic, alakazam
Magic
Magic, well I, alakazam
[Verse:]
32 ounces on me like I'm Magic
Magic Johnson 3, I ain't playin' basketball
And we got some molly, magic potion, alcohol
I'm with Aphrodite, drinkin' nectar of the gods
Wakin' up to some Swishers and some liquor
Fuck 'em or fuck her, whatever get me faded quicker
She grind on my zipper cause I'm a big tipper
She stay in L.A. like she play for the Clippers
You see what we whippin', whole crew is shittin' on mothafuckas
Can't stand the heat then get the fuck out the kitchen
I got that Houdini, disappear her bikini
She rub on my lamp, damn I feel like a genie
On my magic carpet, I'm poppin' a wheelie
So fresh, you can't see me, I do this routinely
I don't do no freebies, you feel me?
I need me a couple bands
They appear in my fuckin' hands
[Hook:]
Pulled a bitch out the hat, yeah that's... magic
And I got a lotta bitches at my... mansion
Molly, stogies, gas, and some... matches
Got your wifey on my lap like Outkast, tragic
Stony, magic
Magic, alakazam
Magic
Magic, well I, alakazam
Motley Crew lyrics - Post Malone
(d.a. got that dope)
Count up the bands, stickin' out
No rubber band is big enough
Chain is so heavy, can't pick it up
Came with the gang, a myriad
I see your whip, hilarious
Where is my roof? Mysterious
My whip from Fast & Furious
Curtains with yellow interior
I get the commas, period
Covered in ice, Siberia
I'm at the top of the pyramid
Bitch, I'm a star, I'm Sirius
We came to play, it's serious
Came with the gang, a myriad
Came with the gang, a myriad
Came with the motley crew
Sit-up, pour, I just forgot where I was
Pour it up, throw it up, sit up, what?
Get up, bitch, get up, bitch, get up
Came with a wig splitter
I got John Wick hitters (Ooh)
I'ma go get, get up (Wow, uh)
Came with the army, army, army, yeah
The people 'round me still the same
We just wanna party, party, party, yeah
We rowdy and we'll never chill
Count up the bands, stickin' out
No rubber band is big enough
Chain is so heavy, can't pick it up
Came with the gang, a myriad
I see your whip, hilarious
Where is my roof? Mysterious
My whip from Fast & Furious
Curtains with yellow interior
I get the commas, period
Covered in ice, Siberia
I'm at the top of the pyramid
Bitch, I'm a star, I'm Sirius
We came to play, it's serious
Came with the gang, a myriad
Came with the gang, a myriad
Came with the motley crew
What you gon' do? I'ma pull up with the crew
When I'm off the juice, I like to hang out the roof
I'm rockin' jewels, I like when the diamonds, they move
I just go through, I do not wait in a queue
Baby, baby, pick it, Brady, Brady
AP navy, navy, chain like two Mercedes
I'll come when they pay me, come with Katy, Amy
Crew go crazy, crazy, kick it down daily (Uh)
Came with the army, army, army, yeah
The people 'round me still the same
We just wanna party, party, party, yeah
We rowdy and we'll never chill
Count up the bands, stickin' out
No rubber band is big enough
Chain is so heavy, can't pick it up
Came with the gang, a myriad
I see your whip, hilarious
Where is my roof? Mysterious
My whip from Fast & Furious
Curtains with yellow interior
I get the commas, period
Covered in ice, Siberia
I'm at the top of the pyramid
Bitch, I'm a star, I'm Sirius
We came to play, it's serious
Came with the gang, a myriad
Came with the gang, a myriad
Came with the motley crew
On God (Remix) lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Drake)
[Hook - Post Malone:]
I might just steal your bitch, that's on God
I might pull up in that 6, that's on God
All my homies off the shits, that's on God
All these bitches off the shits, that's on God
Ay, ay, that's on God (that's on God)
Ay, that's on God
That's on God, that's on God (that's on God)
[Verse 1 - Post Malone:]
I'm a Score 40 something points
It doesn't matter if I'm coming of the bench
On God, On God
[?] when I'm a ballin' for the motherfucking Knicks
Oh God, Oh God
We in this bitch and you know my homies flexing like a motherfucking bitch
Oh God, Oh God
I'm trying to get rich and fuck shit ain't really making anybody sit
On Squad, On squad
I told him please I ain't got no time for no stuck up bitch
Sippin' on a 40 when I roll my swish
New Jordans like I'm J.R Smith
Cross Jordan hit a jumper on my A.I shit
I ain't fucking with a bitch she can pay my rent
Ray Allen like I'm Jesus that's all net
And my dad Denzel like I'm heaven sent
[Hook - Post Malone:]
I might just steal your bitch, that's on God
I might pull up in that 6, that's on God
All my homies off the shits, that's on God
All these bitches off the shits, that's on God
Ay, ay, that's on God (that's on God)
Ay, that's on God
That's on God, that's on God (that's on God)
[Verse 2 - Drake:]
Yo yo yo
I gotta pull up on ya
You gone make me have to pull up on ya
Don't go ghost on me I'm a go thriller on ya
I'm a just
I'm a let my hands do the talkin when I see you
Baby girl I miss feelin on ya
I miss everything that's real about ya
And that's everything about ya
That's just how I feel about ya
Been about cha and I'm still about cha
But
We ain't finished talkin
I told ya you don't needa worry about dem bitches
All dem fives needa listen when
[Hook - Post Malone:]
I might just steal your bitch, that's on God
I might pull up in that 6, that's on God
All my homies off the shits, that's on God
All these bitches off the shits, that's on God
Ay, ay, that's on God (that's on God)
Ay, that's on God
That's on God, that's on God (that's on God)
Only Wanna Be With You (Pokémon 25 Version) lyrics - Post Malone
(originally by Hootie & the Blowfish)
You and me, we come from different worlds
You like to laugh at me when I look at other girls
Sometimes you're crazy and you wonder why
I'm such a baby 'cause the Cowboys make me cry
But there's nothin' I can do
I've been lookin' for a girl like you
You look at me, you got nothin' left to say
I'm gonna pout at you until I get my way
I won't dance and you won't sing
I just wanna love you but you wanna wear my ring
But there's nothin' I can do
I only wanna be with you
You can call me your fool
I only wanna be with you
Put on a little Dylan sittin' on a fence
I say that line is great, you asked me what it meant by
Said I shot a man named Gray, took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks and when she died, it came to me
I can't help it if I'm lucky
I only wanna be with you
Ain't Bobby so cool
I only wanna be with you
Yeah I'm tangled up in blue
I only wanna be with you
You can call me your fool
I only wanna be with you
Sometimes I wonder if it will ever end
You get so mad at me when I go out with my friends
Sometimes you're crazy and you wonder why
I'm such a baby, yeah, the Cowboys make me cry
But there's nothin' I can do
I only wanna be with you
You can call me your fool
I only wanna be with you
Yeah I'm tangled up in blue
I only wanna be with you
I only wanna be with you
I only wanna be with you
Remember lyrics - Post Malone
(unreleased)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah
Mhm)
And everything is all cool, until I say it's a go
They talking all the shit, they said that I would not reach my goals
I kept on going for sho', but they don't know it, I know
She said she wasn't with the shits, I told her to stay in the cold, ayy
I ain't got the time to paint the sign for you, ayy
But it's okay, don't wanna fight with you, ayy
Put a couple thousand on the side for you, ayy
Hop up in the 'Rari, take a ride with you
Shit was jumping, I grabbed the shotty
I swung my door fully open and then I close it
Then lead the party, bitch, it coming, it keep on coming
And I ain't post it, but I show it
I let you know it, and now I own it, ooh
Remember when I had a dream I pull up in the 6?
Remember when they said Young Posty wasn't gon' be shit?
Remember I was starving, hungry? Ain't no way to live
Shit, everything is different now
When I step up on stage, this shit go up
Yeah, I blow a bitch brain when we show up
Yeah, bitch the whole squad on the glow up
I remember we was nothin', now they know us
Seem like every damn night that we pour up
All these bands right now, I'ma blow 'em
Yeah, bitch the whole squad on the glow up
I remember we was nothin', now they know us, yeah
Remember when I had a dream I pull up in the 6?
Remember when they said Young Posty wasn't gon' be shit?
Remember I was starving, hungry? Ain't no way to live
Shit, everything is different now
When I step up on stage, this shit go up
Yeah, I blow a bitch brain when we show up
Yeah, bitch the whole squad on the glow up
I remember we was nothin', now they know us
Seem like every damn night that we pour up
All these bands right now, I'ma blow 'em
Yeah, bitch the whole squad on the glow up
I remember we was nothin', now they know us, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah
Mhm)
rockstar (Latin Remix) lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Nicky Jam & Ozuna)
[Nicky Jam:]
Hey, yo
Nicky Jam
Ozuna (Ozuna)
Post Malone
Spanish Remix
Trapstar
Tank God
Hago lo que quiera, compro lo que quiera
Porque soy un rockstar (-tar)
Voy pal' avión privado en el Ferrari
En el tablero "180" (180)
Voy de camino a Suiza pa' lanzar mi propio Hublot a la venta
Y voy llamando al ruso porque quiero gastarme un millón en prendas
Una Panamera, un F12 frente a casa
Gucci, Ferragamo, compro todo plaza (ajá)
Fino pa' los cortas ratas que te cazan
Miles de hipócritas que vienen y te abrazan (ye, ye)
Vivo la vida como un rey
Kilos de música de Medellín a Monterrey (rey)
Siempre cruzando todos los límites de la ley (ley)
Mi movie siempre está en play (play)
Vivo la vida como un rockstar
Los que tiraron ya no existen obvio no están
Tengo brujas que con los palos te acuestan
Con peine doble lleno que se manifiestan
Dicen que el dinero el alma me consume
Yo sigo celebrando en un jet por las nubes
Nadie me las daba cuando abajo solo estuve
Ahora la cuenta nunca declina siempre sube
Siempre sube, siempre sube, siempre (woo)
[Post Malone:]
I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta (-sta)
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas (-tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy)
[Ozuna:]
Ta' bien, ustedes son los que más tienen
Vamos pa' los números y verán que son mis nenes
Lo que yo me compro no es pa' frontearle a ustedes
Es pa' yo llevarme a su mujer en la Mercedes
Maybach, Jeep Wagon, la llevo al privado
30 mil de altura de camino a Colorado
Le regalo un AP en oro rosado
Me dice que le gusta en el avión si se lo hago
Pregúntale a tu patrón que sabe lo que es de amor
En PR calentón, en DR reclamón y conecta'o en el Bronx
Pregúntale a tu patrón que sabe lo que es de amor
En PR calentón, en DR reclamón y conecta'o en el Bronx
Yo soy una estrella, to'as las babys a mí me quieren, me reclaman
200 el Richard Miller pero más cabrón que la casa ésta salda
Yo no tengo enemigos tampoco amigos, a todos los trato por igual
Que canto pa' las babys no significa que no te la pueda buscar
[Post Malone:]
I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta (-sta)
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas (-tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, grrra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock...
Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a...
Santa Fe lyrics - Post Malone
I see shit in LA sky
LA nights getting too damn high
Codeine in my blood, mud in my sprite
Nicotine in a bud on LA lights
Fuck all that shit about a human rush
I'm making real cliche black and white
I don't wan't to see your face in my line aside
Oh boy you try to stuntin' on me
It don't happen
Couple benjies stashing at matress
Tell her back it up she ass backwards
Sorta I'm a bring it back to my adject
To tell her she can have a sit with my active
She going smoke weed and then she going ash it
Tell that girl don't be getting distractive
Boy! I pull up with your hoe
The voodoo good so I roll it
Thirteen blunts boy I smoke it
Thirteen life boy I know it
Throw four in it when I feeling whitney
All this drinking is killing my kidneys
All this sip I'm sipping going to kill me
And motherfuckers walk like they ridding with me
Two shine in my mouth
Bad bitches all on my couch
You know us for a win a backout
Hit em with a [?] wow-wap she blackout
Boy I don't drink so much I pass out
Hoes fall asleep in order ass out
Boy I don't drink so much I pass out
Woke up in a spot on my cashout
I see shit in LA sky [x4]
No op
Santa fe
Santa fe
Squad lyics - Post Malone
[Intro - Post Malone:]
A double cup up for my bitches who on the floor shaking they ass, whoa
Bring it on over but baby forgive me if I took the grab, oh
I'm rocking off white with the camo I'm spilling Ciroc on my Ablo
I'm trying to fuck with some millions I promise won't stop till I have em'
[Verse - Post Malone:]
Air Jordans to the ripped jeans I'm in all black with my gold teeth
Put the OG in the codeine your bitch she so thirsty
Said "Oh Lambo Mercy" fuck the police tryna search me
Smoke JUJU tryna curse me
Fuck any motherfucker tryna hurt me
Get smart, quick unzip way too much zip
Undid 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 feel sick
[Hook - Post Malone:]
I got drugs on drugs on drugs on drugs on drugs
I got bars on bars on bars
ARs, and a bad bitch in my car
I'm a do it for my squad
I'm a do it for my squad
Bitch I do it for my squad
Bitch I do it for my squad
Bitch I'm a do it for my squad
Bitch I do it for my squad
Bitch I do it for my squad
Bitch I do it for my squad
Stoned lyrics - Post Malone
I got this knot inside my throat, call my vodka up if I come
And I'm not suicidal, I just drink to forget my problems
Seems like the kids these days are all just lookin' to get higher, oh
I'm just the same, anything's I won't tell momma and father
Want it all and we want it now
Do anything to not come down
Get my fix someway, somehow, today
You know, you know just how it goes
We're just stoned, leave us alone
Ain't nothin' wrong, it's cool at home
We're good as gold, we're all just stoned
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
We're good as gold, we're all just stoned
I got my woman, got my high, my guitar, and some money
And I'll be goddamned if these fuckers try to take that from me
But ain't shit wrong with us and don't tell me, "Talk to somebody"
I'm drunk at 2 p.m., treat every day like it's a Friday
Want it all and we want it now
Do anything to not come down
Get my fix someway, somehow, today
You know, you know just how it goes
We're just stoned, leave us alone
Ain't nothing wrong, it's cool at home
We're good as gold, we're all just stoned
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
We're just stoned, leave us alone
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
We're good as gold, we're all just stoned
Not much to do these days, we sit and smoke my life away
Just like everyone else I know (Uh)
Not much to do these days, I got too much on the way
Sit back and light up and let go
You know, you know, just how it goes
We're just stoned, leave us alone
Ain't nothing wrong, it's cool at home
We're good as gold, we're all just stoned
Ooh-ooh (Hey-oh-oh-oh), ooh-ooh
We're just stoned, leave us alone (Stoned)
Ooh-ooh (Hey-oh-oh-oh), ooh-ooh
We're good as gold, we're all just stoned (Stoned)
Sunflower (Remix) lyrics - Post Malone, Swae Lee, Nicky Jam & Prince Royce
(from "Spider-Man: Into The Spider-Verse (Deluxe Edition)" soundtrack)
[Swae Lee:]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ooh)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (ooh)
Ayy, ayy
Ooh-ooh, some things you just can't refuse
She wanna ride me like a cruise and I'm not tryna lose
Then you're left in the dust, unless I stuck by ya
You're a sunflower, I think your love would be too much
Or you'll be left in the dust, unless I stuck by ya
You're the sunflower, you're the sunflower
[Nicky Jam:]
Yo no sé lo que tú tienes
Como hace' lo que quiera' con mi vida, tú te vas y luego vienes
Yo no sé que tiene' tú, pero a la ve' yo pienso que no me convienes
A veces trato de buscar una salida, rápido tú me detienes
Así de loco tú me quieres
Pero soy un loco por ti
Tú no sabe' lo que por dentro yo siento por ti
Y por má' que no quiero verte, vuelvo a repetir
Y sentir cada parte de tu cuerpo cuando estas aquí
No te puedo mentir
Siempre estoy buscándote, yeah-yey
Trato de alejarme y tú acercándote, yeah-yey
De lo que nos pasa siempre culpándote, yeah-yey
Pero se me olvida cuando te veo desnudándote
Y no sé por qué
[Post Malone:]
And you'll be left in the dust, unless I stuck by ya
You're the sunflower, I think your love would be too much
Or you'll be left in the dust, unless I stuck by ya
You're the sunflower, you're the sunflower
[Prince Royce:]
Ese día que te conocí
No sabia que iba a ser así
El girasol más lindo del jardín
Y verte en el amanecer
Con un beso volví a caer
Dime a dónde se fue, a dónde se fue
Y ahora me quedo con la confusión
Con sentimientos de amor y dolor
Te juro que esa no fue mi intención
La flor de antes cambió de color
Uh-uh-uh-uuh
En mi vida sólo existes tú
Baby, tell what we try to proof
Si tú sabes que yo soy tu luz
And you'll be left in the dust, unless I stuck by ya
You're the sunflower, es que tu amor es just too much
Or you'll be left in the dust, unless I stuck by ya
You're the sunflower, you're the sunflower
That's It lyrics - post malone
Woke up in a hot tub, spillin' Moet, in the water
Then I light my Marijuana, take a shot up out the choppa
J's jumpin' out the locker, spend a little guapa
She want candy, Aaron Carter
I called her Candy when I saw her, pull up with my brothers
Candy-painted flyin' saucer, test me, you'll get flyin' colors
Hunnid bitches coming up the steps
Turn the front lights on, when I know they on they way
She said she don't wanna do too much drugs
Believe me, baby, I do this shit like every day like every day
She don't want a thing, I don't want a thing
She come over, pop a couple beans
And that's it, and that's it
She don't want a thing, I don't want a thing
She come over, pop a couple beans
And that's it, and that's it
Wanna talk about them Martins?, Do you wanna talk about them Jordans?
Enjoy a 40 every mornin', Everclear and some recordin'
101, on the 101 like Jeff Gordon, I just popped a pill, she just popped a pill
And we might just pop some more, I ain't stoppin' 'til like 20
Up until like 4, SmartWater like some dummies
Taking shots up out the semi, that shit kill me like I'm Kenny
Oh, bitches walking down the steps
Turn the front lights off, got a blunt all to myself
No I don't want all this shit to get too deep
But listen baby, there ain't no shit with you and me
No "you and me," no
She don't want a thing, I don't want a thing
She come over, pop a couple beans
And that's it, and that's it
She don't want a thing, I don't want a thing
She come over, pop a couple beans
And that's it, and that's it
What's Up lyrics - post malone (feat. 1st)
[Hook:]
Like what's up?
What's up with that, what's up?
Tell me what's up with that, what's up?
What's up?
What's up with that, what's up?
What's up?
Like what's up?
What's up with that, what's up?
Tell me what's up with that, what's up?
What's up?
What's up with that, what's up?
What's up?
What's up with that what's up
I'm trying to talk, just fuck up
Quit fucking with them buzzards
I'm tryna call your number
You've been playing way too long
I've been smoking on that strong
In the studio too long
Blowing on that potent
I'm just trying to get that on
And I ain't tryna stunt man, I'm tryna be honest
And the style, that's swag, bitch you know I be on it
I get you what you want, I get you what you want
With that Christian Louboutin, I get you that shoe on
You a shoo-in for first place
But I'm feeling so blue, ay
And I'm sipping a forty
She keep playing like Blu-ray
Drop the top on that toupee
And I might cop that to-day
But I need me a you-day
And I'm just tryna hit it, we could go up on a Tuesday (Like Makonnen, like Makonnen)
And I'm trying to fuck, why you playing with me?
Why you playing with me?
Girl I'm trying to call your number, trying to call your number
[Hook]
[1st:]
What's up with the what's up
Line going crazy
I got two phones, one an I, one a flip
That's the one all the flips hit
She call me when she wanna do the gymnast shit
Got her doing somersaults, Gabby Douglas back flips
So when's the last time you seen a big dick?
She said she like to kiss cause I got big lips
And we got all that chemistry
She show me images
Pop a bean now we limitless
You ain't gotta be real, baby
We could just pretend, aw
I got her coughing and wheezing every time I pass her the indo
Aw, god damn bruh, all this sauce
Keypad, unlock, then she pop her top
Girl pick up the phone when I call you
1st down, touchdown, I'mma go for two on you
I ain't trying to put the pressure on you
I got girls from here to Arizona
Like what's up
[Hook]
White Iverson (Remix) lyrics - post malone (feat. French Montana & Rae Sremmurd)
[Intro - French Montana + Post Malone:]
You know what it is when you hear that, haaaaan?
Double OT
Post Malone
I'm a new breed
Montana! Montana, haaan
[Verse 1 - French Montana:]
I'm surfin', surfin', I'm surfin' on you
Wavy, I'm wavy, I'm wavy on you
Started from the block, yeah I was broke, I
Didn't give me no choice but slingin' that coca
Dealt with the hand I was dealt like poker
Came back with the 4, 5 like Michael Jordan, like Jordan
Started rappin', they was laughin'
Bought a spaceship, bought a mansion, with J-Lo in the Hamptons
Now I'm dancin', I bought me a crib with a lake
Purple drank like grape, bitch jump off like Blake
Diamonds lookin' like steak
They ain't gettin' real money, since I was so young
Montana!
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot, yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay
[Verse 2 - Post Malone:]
Cigarettes and a headband
Commas, commas in my head, man
Slumped over like a dead man
Red and black, 'bout my bread, man
I'm the answer, never question
Lace up, learn a lesson
Bitch I'm saucin', I do this often, don't do no talkin'
My options right when I walk in, jump all them Jordans
I'm ballin', money jumpin'
Like I'm Davis from New Orleans
Or bitch I'm Harden, I don't miss nothin'
Fuck practice, this shit just happens, know y'all can't stand it
I have it, I'll never pass it, I work my magic
High average, ball on these bastards, it makes me happy
It's tragic, I make it happen, and all y'all Shaqtin'
[Pre-Hook - Post Malone:]
White Iverson
When I started ballin' I was young
You gon' think about me when I'm gone
I need that money like the ring I never won, I won
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot, yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay
[Verse 3 - Slim Jxmmi:]
Yeah, Slim Jxmmi
I spend it as I get it, I'm ballin' with no limits
Fuck practice, I'm the illest livin'
Ain't no games or gimmicks, I'm defyin' physics
Flyin' through the air, saucin' with the hair, SKRRT SKRRT
Matte black Range, big diamond earrings
Keep a nigga on his game, I'm ballin' like AI
Somewhere in LA, high, secret Sunday, I
Blowin' all the bank
Young, Iverson
When I started ballin' I was young
I need that money like them rings I never won
I need that money for them rings I never won
SremmLife!
[Pre-Hook - Post Malone:]
White Iverson
When I started ballin' I was young
You gon' think about me when I'm gone
I need that money like the ring I never won, I won
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot, yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay
Why Dont You Love Me lyrics - post malone
[Intro - Post Malone as Leon DeChino:]
Let me tell you a little story
Hey girl, love me
[Verse 1 - Post Malone as Leon DeChino:]
In the middle of a cold dark night
I heard a sound and I thought to myself, "What was that?"
I got up and checked
It was you walking out my door
You said you loved me just moments before
Why'd you lie?
What the heck?
[Chorus - Post Malone as Leon DeChino & Jazzy Eff:]
Our love love was as hot as a torch
But you couldn't take it anymore
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
My heart was beating like a very fast drum
You looked at me and said I'm not number one
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
[Interlude - Post Malone as Leon DeChino:]
Let me introduce you to my friend, Jazzy Eff
[Verse 2 - Jazzy Eff & (Post Malone as Leon DeChino):]
Don't you know my friend would do anything?
He would sing to you from winter to spring
You betrayed him
You should go away
He really, really, really misses you bad (Yes he does)
He remembers the times that y'all had
He's crying (I'm crying)
That's not okay
[Chorus - Post Malone as Leon DeChino & Jazzy Eff:]
Our love love was as hot as a torch
But you couldn't take it anymore
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
My heart was beating like a very fast drum
You looked at me and said I'm not number one
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
[Bridge - Post Malone as Leon DeChino:]
Stop, girl, what have you done?
You used to be sweet just like bubblegum
Now you are no fun
You suck, you broke my heart
Stop, girl, what have you done?
You used to be sweet just like bubblegum
Now you are no fun
You suck, you broke my heart
[Chorus - Post Malone as Leon DeChino & Jazzy Eff:]
Our love love was as hot as a torch
But you couldn't take it anymore
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
My heart was beating like a very fast drum
You looked at me and said I'm not number one
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love him?
[Outro - Post Malone as Leon DeChino:]
So tell me, why, girl? Come on
Wow. (Remix) lyrics - post malone (feat. Roddy Ricch & Tyga)
[Post Malone:]
Said she tired of little money, need a big boy
Pull up 20 inch blades like I'm Lil' Troy
Now it's everybody flockin', need a decoy
Shawty mixing up the vodka with the LaCroix, yeah
G-Wagon, G-Wagon, G-Wagon, G-Wagon
All the housewives pullin' up (Up, up)
I got a lot of toys, 720S, bumpin' Fall Out Boy
You was talkin' shit in the beginning (Mm-mm)
Back when I was feelin' more forgivin' (More forgivin')
I know it piss you off to see me winnin' (See me winnin')
See the igloo in my mouth when I be grinnin' (I be grinnin'), yeah
Hundred bands in my pocket, it's on me
Hundred deep when I roll like the army
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em sayin', "Wow" (Wow, wow)
Hundred bands in my pocket, it's on me (On me)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (Know me)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em sayin', "Wow" (Wow, wow)
[Roddy Ricch & Post Malone:]
Bustin' on my jeans, I got big racks (Hey)
We gon' pull up in the Cullinan in the double G (Wow)
I keep a ticket on me, nigga, ain't nothin' to me
I'm draped down in Givenchy
I just put blue guts in the 'Rari
Rich niggas on the intersection, I'm sorry
Bust down watch and shades by Bvlgari
I'm smokin' on jet fuel like Bob Marley
I spend a hundred thousand on my necklace, check
Real street nigga from the set, mmh, check
I was in the projects, now I'm on the jet
I ain't even tryna talk if it ain't about a check, yeah
[Post Malone:]
Hundred bands in my pocket, it's on me
Hundred deep when I roll like the army
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em sayin', "Wow"
Hundred bands in my pocket, it's on me (On me)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em sayin', "Wow"
[Tyga & Post Malone:]
Brand new everything, yeah
Tell your friend to stop it, come here (Wow)
No drinks in the Rolls Royce, just got it (Yeah)
She wanna bounce on my dick, tell her friend 'bout it (Hah)
And the party ain't a party 'til I'm inside it (Nope)
If they lick it up, then they invited (Wow)
Mighty Duck ice challenge
And I'm looking for a freak with no mileage
I'm back on my shit, fuck how you feel about it (Fuck)
Big diamonds on my neck, can't even hide it (No)
Shake that ass though, shake that ass though
In the bathroom, in a bathrobe
In the front seat of the Lambo'
Bad bitches on the West Coast
Got 'em sayin', "Wow" (Wow)
[Post Malone & Tyga:]
Hundred bands in my pocket, it's on me (Yeah)
Hundred deep when I roll like the army (Yeah, yeah)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em sayin', "Wow" (Wow, wow)
Hundred bands in my pocket, it's on me (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (Yeah, yeah)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em sayin', "Wow"
[Post Malone:]
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow
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