Beerbongs & Bentleys (2018)

 

• Paranoid
• Spoil My Night
• Rich & Sad
• Zack And Codeine
• Takin' Shots
• rockstar
• Over Now
• Psycho
• Better Now
• Ball For Me
• Otherside
• Stay
• Blame It On Me
• Same Bitches
• Jonestown (Interlude)
• 92 Explorer
• Candy Paint
• Sugar Wraith

Paranoid lyrics - Post Malone

 Never know when someone comes and tries to take my life

I've been sleepin' with the .45 like every night

In the whip I pray to God I don't see flashin' lights

God damn, they right behind me

And I wake up everyday

I wake up every day

With this anxiety

And they know where I stay

Got "Malone" on my plates

And they followin' me

Two hundred bands under the floor of the kitchen

A little more up in the walls and the ceilin'

Even family and friends started switchin'

Ever since I got that check, seen 'em itchin'

Eyes open, I see you, I'm watchin' you, yeah

More people wanna be, you don't trust no one

Tell me why I can get no relief

Wonderin' when they'll come for me

A paranoid man makes paranoid plans

I'll do what I can, but it's out of my hands

Strugglin' just to find my peace

Sometimes feel like I got no friends

Can't trust a soul, like I'm Snowden

Right by the bed, keep it loaded

Lord have mercy if they broke in

I don't ever sleep, yeah, I'm wide awake

If you try to pull up to my place

Beam is gonna hit you a mile away

I promise, one of us gonna die today

Helicopters in the sky

No, he can't escape the eyes

Politicians and the lies

Tell me, what's the point in pickin' sides?

Tell me why I can get no relief (I can't get no sleep)

Wonderin' when they'll come for me

A paranoid man makes paranoid plans

I'll do what I can, but it's out of my hands

Strugglin' just to find my peace

Ayy, mind is runnin' all day

Cost me more than money and I'm payin' the price, yeah

I ain't goin' nowhere

Killin' myself so I can make me a life, yeah

Minute after minute, never had a limit

Woke up every mornin', knew that I just had to get it

Windows always tinted, you ain't lookin' in it

Either way, I know they'll come for me again

Tell me why I can get no relief (I can't get no sleep)

Wonderin' when they'll come for me

A paranoid man makes paranoid plans

I'll do what I can, but it's out of my hands

Strugglin' just to find my peace

Spoil My Night lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Swae Lee)

 [Post Malone:]

I don't have much to say, I'll be out front

Won't you come spoil my night?

Feelin's come into play and I'm thinkin' this happens every time

[Swae Lee:]

Spoil my night, spoil my night

Spoil my night (my night)

Spoil my night, spoil my night

My necklace had a natural glow

She dancin' in the strobe

Let's fuckin' spoil my night (spoil my night)

Spent so much cash, I lost her

My cup was too toxic

I took the robe off (yeah)

I couldn't get her off me

Dropped plenty money on her thighs

There's plenty room in my ride

I've never been like a small fry

She took me in, that's on my life

Spoil my night, spoil my night

Spoil my night (my night)

Spoil my night, spoil my night

[Post Malone:]

I don't have much to say, I'll be out front

Won't you come spoil my night? (spoil my night)

Feelin's come into play and I'm thinkin' this happens every time

Yeah, when I walk up in a party, they all act like they know me

Then I spotted lil' mama through the wall of jabronis (ooh)

Point her out so I can bag her if they just bring her to me (bring her to me)

I ain't even see the face, but she got beautiful boobies (wow)

And she see those diamonds in my teeth (in my teeth)

I see her smilin' back at me (back at me)

I think she rock with me like Jumanji (Jumanji)

It's about time, Postmate Plan B

Now she whippin' out her phone and I know (and I know)

Damn, how many videos you gon' post?

Everybody on the 'Gram gonna know

My girl at home now my line about to blow (yeah)

I know what I'm doin' ain't right

But ain't no need to spoil my night, no need, no need

[Swae Lee:]

Spoil my night, spoil my night

Spoil my night (my night)

Spoil my night, spoil my night

[Post Malone:]

I don't have much to say, I'll be out front

Won't you come spoil my night? (spoil my night)

Feelin's come into play and I'm thinkin' this happens every time

[Swae Lee:]

Spoil my night, spoil my night

Spoil my night, spoil my night

Spoil my night, spoil my night

Rich & Sad lyrics - Post Malone

 Hundred thousand for the chain and now my drop (drop, drop)

When I pull out the garage, I chop my top (top, top)

Just like a fiend, when I start I cannot stop (whoa)

I got, I got hella guap, look at me now (at me now)

Ooh, covered in carats, ooh, mahogany cabinets

Ooh, I ball like the Mavericks, ooh, stable and stallions

Ooh, massive medallions, ooh, I finally had it

Ooh, but then you just vanished, damn, I thought I was savage

All this stuntin' couldn't satisfy my soul

Got a hundred big places, but I'm still alone

Ayy, I would throw it all away

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay

You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy

You know I would throw it all away

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay

Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy, ayy

Buy me love, tried to buy me love

Now I'm alone, Ice Box, Omarion (ooh)

Plenty sluts grabbin' on my nuts (woah)

Might have fucked, it was only lust (trust)

I was livin' life, how could I have known? (could have known)

Couldn't listen to advice 'cause I'm never wrong (oh)

In the spotlight, but I'm on my own (oh)

Now that you're gone (now that you're gone)

All this stuntin' couldn't satisfy my soul

Got a hundred big places, but I'm still alone

Ayy, I would throw it all away

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay

You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy

You know I would throw it all away

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay

Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy, ayy

I don't even wanna go home

In a big house all alone (alone)

I don't even wanna go home (no, no, no)

But I'ma try to call you on the phone

Brrt

I would throw it all away

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay

You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay) ayy

You know I would throw it all away

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay)

Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways (separate ways)

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay) ayy, ayy

Zack And Codeine lyrics - Post Malone

 Man, my life so sweet, I feel like Cody (Cody)

I wake up, I rinse my mouth up with fuckin' codeine (codeine)

Thirty bottles, yeah the bill is on me (on me)

Been livin' fast so I can't take it slowly (slowly)

Man, my life so sweet, I feel like codeine (codeine)

I wake up, I rinse my mouth up with codeine (codeine)

We on a bender, we ain't gettin' no sleep (no sleep)

We turned the hotel lobby to a party

I'm whippin' a fo' and I can't whip no Beetle

I rock that Saint Laurent over my beater

I like to stunt like I'm Evel Knievel (ooh)

But it don't mean nothing without all my people

When I step up on stage, hands up to the sky

Every little thing I do, they always analyze

Gave that bitch a little blow and then she come alive

Started dancing on the table like she had on mine

I don't fuck with nobody

Yeah you already know me

What you take me for, no, I can't save you soul

I don't fuck with nobody

Yeah you already know me

Please just leave me alone

Man, my life so sweet, I feel like Cody (Cody)

I wake up, I rinse my mouth up with fuckin' codeine (codeine)

Thirty bottles, yeah the bill is on me (on me)

Been livin' fast so I can't take it slowly (slowly)

Man, my life so sweet, I feel like codeine (codeine)

I wake up, I rinse my mouth up with codeine (codeine)

We on a bender, we ain't gettin' no sleep (no sleep)

We turned the hotel lobby to a party

Made a hundred bands so all your hands out

No my friend, can't do no handouts

All these raps, they sound the same now

Sayin' I'm to blame, don't y'all see me?

On the TV

Multimillionaire by the time I'm 23

Gettin' no sleep, ragin' for a week

I hit number one and I ain't even hit my peak

I just had to tell you

I don't fuck with nobody

Yeah you already know me

What you take me for, no, I can't save you soul

I don't fuck with nobody

Yeah you already know me

Please just leave me alone

Man, my life so sweet, I feel like Cody (Cody)

I wake up, I rinse my mouth up with fuckin' codeine (codeine)

Thirty bottles, yeah the bill is on me (on me)

Been livin' fast so I can't take it slowly (slowly)

Man, my life so sweet, I feel like codeine (codeine)

I wake up, I rinse my mouth up with codeine (codeine)

We on a bender, we ain't gettin' no sleep (no sleep)

We turned the hotel lobby to a party

We ain't sleepin', we ain't sleepin', we ain't

We ain't sleepin', we ain't sleepin' tonight

We ain't sleepin', we ain't sleepin', no way

Pour that drink 'cause we ain't sleepin' tonight

Takin' Shots lyrics - Post Malone

 Drinkin' all night, but we ain't done yet (yet)

Waitin' on the plug, but he ain't come yet (yet)

Still need somethin'? Put your bank on it (bank on it)

Got a big bag with a Bape on it (big bag)

Party ain't over if they say somethin' (say somethin')

No sleep 'til I've seen three suns (three suns)

Party gon' end with a threesome (threesome)

Raw dog, prolly have three sons

Chasin' the Perc' with somebody, that shit never lets me down (uhm)

They go to work for some money, we make it from actin' out (uhm)

Grrrrrah, we takin' shots right now (shots right now)

Grrrrrah, yeah, we takin' shots right now (shots)

See me in a 'Rari goin' vroom-vroom (skrrt skrrt)

Sexy motherfucker in a cartoon

Saint Laurent, 40, on a new suit

Sippin' Bud Light, that's a new cruise

Baby, bust it open like woo-hoo

The diamonds got cut like a boo-boo

Pockets so fat, rock a muu-muu

Me and Dre came for the pum pum

Drippin', drippin', drippin', women tryna take my millions

Help my bro with Hannah since I'm Jason Williams

Heard that there's a party, I might pay a visit (visit)

That's a moment, hopped out frog like ribbit, ribbit (skrrt)

Drunk when I walked in the door, so fuckin' high like, "Hello"

I told her pour me some more, then she went right for the blow (the blow)

30 more girls wanna roll, let's get this bitch on the road (on the road)

Already losin' control, this is the life that we chose

Drinkin' all night, but we ain't done yet (yet)

Waitin' on the plug, but he ain't come yet (yet)

Still need somethin'? Put your bank on it (bank on it)

Got a big bag with a Bape on it (big bag)

Party ain't over if they say somethin' (say somethin')

No sleep 'til I've seen three suns (three suns)

Party gon' end with a threesome (threesome)

Raw dog, prolly have three sons (three sons)

Chasin' the Perc' with somebody, that shit never lets me down (uhm)

They go to work for some money, we make it from actin' out (uhm)

Grrrrrah, we takin' shots right now (shots right now)

Grrrrrah, yeah, we takin' shots right now (shots)

Frontin' on me, but you love it (love it)

Tryna act like you above it ('bove it)

Everybody know you wanna rub it (rub it)

Have you ever done it in public?

Sippin' all night, let it rotate

Baby, just for the night, you my soulmate

Mixin' vodka with the champagne

Tell me how much liquor can a man take

How many records have I sold?

I don't even know, can't keep count (nope)

You know that I've been on a roll

Celebratin' life when I come around (come around)

Sippin' all night, sippin' all day

Brought the beerbong out like a tailgate

Holdin' big words that I can't say

Got me speakin' drunkanese, can you translate?

Drunk when I walked in the door, so fuckin' high like, "Hello"

I told her pour me some more, then she went right for the blow (the blow)

30 more girls wanna roll, let's get this bitch on the road (on the road)

Already losin' control, this is the life that we chose

Drinkin' all night, but we ain't done yet (yet)

Waitin' on the plug, but he ain't come yet (yet)

Still need somethin'? Put your bank on it (bank on it)

Got a big bag with a Bape on it (big bag)

Party ain't over if they say somethin' (say somethin')

No sleep 'til I've seen three suns (three suns)

Party gon' end with a threesome (threesome)

Raw dog, prolly have three sons (three sons)

Chasin' the Perc' with somebody, that shit never lets me down (uhm)

They go to work for some money, we make it from actin' out (uhm)

Grrrrrah, we takin' shots right now (shots right now)

Grrrrrah, yeah, we takin' shots right now (shots)

rockstar lyrics - Post Malone (feat. 21 Savage)

 [Post Malone:]

Hahahahaha

Tank God

Ayy, 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

Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi

And show up, man them the shottas

When my homies pull up on your block

They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black

I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"

Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke

She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison

Ayy, act a fool on stage

Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car

Ayy, shit was legendary

Threw a TV out the window of the Montage

Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn

Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in

Sayin', "I'm with the band"

Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket

Tryna grab up from my pants

Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man

And they all brought a friend

Yeah, ayy

Ayy, ayy, 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

Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi

And show up, man them the shottas

When my homies pull up on your block

They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

[21 Savage:]

I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars

Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)

Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool

And they ain't got on no bra (no bra)

Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks

And now she screamin' out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah)

They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage

And you only got 6 cars?" (21)

I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?)

Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack (big snack)

Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks)

L.A. bitches always askin' "Where the coke at?"

Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car

Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard

I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard

Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar

[Post Malone:]

Ayy, 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

Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi

And show up, man them the shottas

When my homies pull up on your block

They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star

Rockstar

Rockstar, feel just like a rock...

Rockstar

Rockstar

Rockstar

Feel just like a...

Over Now lyrics - Post Malone

 Ahahah, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

When you leave me, make me jump up off my roof

Didn't faze you, would've given you the moon

Even after everything that we've been through

I ain't never met nobody like you

Why you always tryna tell me that it's cool?

Need to quiet 'cause you never tell the truth

Felt like ballin' was the only thing to do

Trade my woman for some diamonds and a coupe

When she's comin' for my heart, it feels like Armageddon

I'ma turn the tables, promise you will not forget it

Won't apologize, don't give a fuck if you're offended

No discussion, yeah we gotta go our separate ways

Won't take me down in flames

I don't even wanna know your name

Watch how everything is gonna change, yeah, ayy

I'ma pull up in a Bentley

With a fuckin' hunnid thousand in my pocket, yeah, yeah

I'ma pull in, swang my door open

Stuntin', knowin' everybody watchin', yeah, yeah

And help another bitch out the whip

And I don't give a fuck if you don't like it, yeah, yeah

Just to show you that it's over

It don't matter what you gotta say about it, yeah

I'ma put that bitch pussy in a motherfuckin' bodybag

So you know that I'm never ever coming back

You kept your heart on the counter in a Prada bag

I used to never ever want to see the light of day, yeah

I was an idiot

Beggin' on my knees onto the floor

Now, I don't even want you anymore, anymore

It's over now

It's over now, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy

Feels like a knife in my throat, you treat this like it's a joke

I bet you've done this before, I ain't surprised, yeah

I wasn't tryna let go, but you'll know why when I'm ghost

I hope you wind up alone, dead in my eyes, yeah

Ain't religious, only Christian when it's Dior

Only prayin' for the Amex and the gold

You ain't stop me, no, you only was a detour

Tried to drive me crazy, you ran out of road

When she's comin' for my heart, it feels like Armageddon

I'ma turn the tables, promise you will not forget it

Won't apologize, don't give a fuck if you're offended

No discussion, yeah we gotta go our separate ways

Won't take me down in flames

I don't even wanna know your name

Watch how everything is gonna change (Is gonna change), yeah, ayy

I'ma pull up in a Bentley

With a fuckin' hunnid thousand in my pocket, yeah, yeah

I'ma pull in, swang my door open

Stuntin', knowin' everybody watchin', yeah, yeah

And help another bitch out the whip

And I don't give a fuck if you don't like it, yeah, yeah (I don't give a fuck)

Just to show you that it's over

It don't matter what you gotta say about it, yeah (What you gotta say about it)

I'ma put that bitch pussy in a motherfuckin' bodybag (In a bodybag)

So you know that I'm never ever coming back (Never coming back)

You kept your heart on the counter in a Prada bag (In a Prada bag)

I used to never ever want to see the light of day, yeah

I was an idiot

Beggin' on my knees on to the floor (To the floor)

Now I don't even want you anymore, anymore

It's over now

It's over now

(It's over now)

Psycho lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

 [Post Malone:]

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy

Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy

Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy

Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy

I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayy

30 for a walk through, man, we had that bitch lit, ayy

Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip

Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'

And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold"

Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked

I got homies, let it go, oh

My money thick, won't ever fold

She said, "Can I have some to hold?"

And I can't ever tell you no

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy

I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies

It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky

You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch

Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top

Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top

Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)

Uh, take you to the smoke shop

We gon' get high, ayy, we gon' hit Rodeo

Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico

Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums

This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright

Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though

All VVSs, put you in a necklace

Girl, you look beautiful tonight

Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

[Post Malone:]

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

Better Now lyrics - Post Malone

 You probably think that you are better now, better now

You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down

Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything

You know I say that I am better now, better now

I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down

Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything

Oh-oh

I did not believe that it would end, no

Everything came second to the Benzo

You're not even speakin' to my friends, no

You knew all my uncles and my aunts though

Twenty candles, blow 'em out and open your eyes

We were lookin' forward to the rest of our lives

Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside

Now it's in your dresser with the socks you don't like

And I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

With my brothers like it's Jonas, Jonas

Drinkin' Henny and I'm tryna forget

But I can't get this shit outta my head

You probably think that you are better now, better now

You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down

Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything

You know I say that I am better now, better now

I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down

Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything

Oh-oh

I seen you with your other dude

He seemed like he was pretty cool

I was so broken over you

Life it goes on, what can you do?

I just wonder what it’s gonna take

Another foreign or a bigger chain (bigger chain)

Because no matter how my life has changed

I keep on looking back on better days

You probably think that you are better now, better now

You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down

Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything

You know I say that I am better now, better now

I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down

Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything

Oh-oh

I promise

I swear to you, I'll be okay

You're only the love of my life (love of my life)

You probably think that you are better now, better now

You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down

Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything

You know I say that I am better now, better now

I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down

Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything

Oh-oh

Ball For Me lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Nicki Minaj)

 [Post Malone:]

Yeah

Uh

Yeah

Woah

Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now

I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down

Could you? I got too much on my mind right now

Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou'

Ball for me

B-ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

B-ball for me, yeah

I'm on the road, I'm gettin' paid, like what you want, baby? (What you want, baby?)

You're bougie, baby, but I love you, baby, give you the world, baby (you the world, baby)

Paid five grand for a handbag, that's Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, baby)

Damn, you love that money, baby (oh-oh-oh)

Hunnid thousand plus hunnid thousand, my whip (my whip, my whip)

30 thousand plus 30 thousand, my wrist (my wrist, my wrist)

We got alcohol plus bad bitches, that's lit (that's lit, that's lit)

I swear baby, we was just kissin', that's it (that's it, that's it)

How could I forget the shit that you done done for me? (For me)

Baby gonna take the charge and take the fall for me (for me)

Would love to take you shoppin', but girl, I'll be on tour

Sorry, lil' mama, I can't give you more

Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now

I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down

Could you? I got too much on my mind right now

Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou'

Ball for me

B-ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

B-ball for me, yeah

[Nicki Minaj:]

Yo, gotta hit him on the jack

When you comin' back? Where is you at on the map?

Everything is intact

Could have been a seamstress, still wouldn't cut him slack

Pretty much, ain't got a clue

Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do

But I'm still droppin' jaws

Got 'em lookin' like James Harden at the awards

Back to you, I'm so into you

For real, bread like I'm kin to you

If you a 10, I add 10 to you

They be mad when I tend to you

That's what the bae like

Call me Buffy 'cause that's what I slay like

These bitches, I son 'em like it's daylight

These niggas wanna know what it tastes like

What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo

They wanna know what it tastes like, yo

All this ice, it should taste like snow

Get kimonos and let's fly to Tokyo

Pretty, pretty please baby, won't you cop this for me?

[Post Malone:]

Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now

I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down

Could you? I got too much on my mind right now

Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou'

[Post Malone (Nicki Minaj):]

Ball for me

B-ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

B-ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

(What it tastes like)

B-ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

(What it tastes like)

B-ball for me, yeah

Otherside lyrics - Post Malone

 I been waiting wide awake

For the waves to come and take

Take me right to you

One hundred bottles of the good shit

Couldn't even bring you back

What am I to do?

Feel like I'm circling a drain

All I see is the remains

Of an ugly truth

One hundred models I could follow

All the way to hell and back

But they can't replace you

I was puttin' on for you like a jersey

What I didn't know then couldn't hurt me

Never thought that you'd go and do me dirty

Left me in the cold but on the inside I was burning

But that's just the way it goes

Wish that I could have control

Everybody dies alone

And I ain't dead yet

Say my prayers

But I lost faith a long time ago

Dream nightmares

I guess we're getting used to losing hope

Guess we're losing hope

I don't even wonder why you don't answer

When I call your name

Are you on the other side? Will you save us?

Or will you run away?

I'm still waiting wide awake

For the waves to come and take

Take me right to you

One hundred vials of denial

I know they won't bring you back

What am I to do?

You're my alibi and motive

When I'm lying to myself

What an ugly truth

We're no strangers to the flame

We will never be the same

If we make it through

And we can make it through

My back is up against the wall

But I used to feel invincible

Yeah it was us against the world

But somehow, someway, the tables turned

I remember back then

Played my cards but you were my best hand

Still you keep me guessing

Wonder if I'll ever get the message

Say my prayers

But I lost faith a long time ago

Dream nightmares

I guess we're getting used to losing hope

Guess we're losing hope

I don't even wonder why you don't answer

When I call your name

Are you on the other side? Will you save us?

Or will you run away?

Are you on the other side? Will you save us?

Or will you run away?

Stay lyrics - Post Malone

 It's true that all that you know is all that you are

You said that it's all that you want and more

Fuck off and pour another drink

And tell me what you think

You know that I'm too drunk to talk right now

You put your cigarette out on my face

So beautiful, please woman

Don't break your back for me

I'll put you out of your misery

Tell me that it's all okay (tell me that it's all okay)

I've been waitin' on this all damn day (waitin' on this all damn day)

Call me in the mornin', tell me how last night went

I'm here, but don't count on me to...

Stay a little longer if you convince me

You tell me all the things that you have against me

Every time we make up, the truth is fadin'

Everybody's blind when the view's amazin'

Damn, who are we right now?

Can we have a little conversation?

Figure it out with no intoxication

We carry on, what is our motivation?

We're never wrong, how the hell we gonna make it?

Maybe we're used to this

Tell me, what are we to do

It's like we only play to lose

Chasin' pain with an excuse

I love that shit and so do you

But don't break your back for me

I'll put you out of your misery

Tell me that it's all okay (tell me that it's all okay)

I've been waitin' on this all damn day (waitin' on this all damn day)

Call me in the mornin', tell me how last night went

I'm here, but don't count on me to stay

Tell me that it's all okay (tell me that it's all okay)

I've been waitin' on this all damn day (waitin' on this all damn day)

Call me in the mornin', tell me how last night went

I'm here, but don't count on me to stay

Blame It On Me lyrics - Post Malone

 I used to say I was free

Now all these people wanna keep on taking pieces of me

They take away everything, had everything that I needed

They held me down, let me drown

They spit me out right through the teeth

I can't pretend, ash in the wind, won't blow again

It was a breeze for you

These hurricanes inside of my brain, let it rain, made it look easy Can't look away, you love the pain, you love the pain

Watchin' me bleed

You cut me down on my knees

No matter what you believe

I think we both can agree

That you can't blame it on me, yeah

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

Blame it on me

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

I couldn't breathe

Almost lost myself, couldn't stop myself, I did it all

You can't blame it on me

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

Everyday's the same, yeah, I just watch 'em go

As I scrape away through the impossible

Yeah, I played the game but it was all for show

Tryna find my way, I nearly lost it though

Now I see dead people, most have no faith

Where did the time go? A watch with no face

They hit the ceiling but my roof likes space

I took my chances so won't you

Blame it on me

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

Blame it on me, ayy

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

I couldn't breathe

Almost lost myself, couldn't stop myself, I did it all

You can't blame it on me

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault, not my fault

It's all my fault that I'm addicted to the clothes

It's all my fault, I paid the cost, yeah

It's all my fault that I ain't givin' up my soul

It's all my fault

Watchin' me bleed

You cut me down on my knees

No matter what you believe

I think we both can agree

That you can't blame it on me

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

Blame it on me

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

I couldn't breathe

Almost lost myself, couldn't stop myself I did it all

You can't blame it on me, ayy

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

Blame it on me, yeah

It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault

Same Bitches lyrics - Post Malone (feat. G-Eazy & YG)

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[Post Malone:]

I been in L.A. too long

I see the same bitches everywhere I go

It don't really matter where they from

Acting or model, heard it all before

Population four million, how I see the same bitch?

Population four million, how I see the same bitch?

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I hit your DM baby

Took the screenshot, yeah, you tried to play me

I bet this shit was good for your reputation

I just let it go so I could see you naked

Holy moly, look what you roll in

Million followers but your bumpers broken

What's your focus?

Tell me what your goal is

I know you only like me 'cause I just spent a hundred bands in one night

Spent a hundred bands in one night

I know you wanna live this life

But I can't make a ho a housewife (ohh, no)

What's your name? Who's your daddy?

Is he rich like me? Is he rich like me?

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Post Malone (G-Eazy):]

I been in L.A. too long

I see the same bitches everywhere I go

It don't really matter where they from

Acting or model, heard it all before

Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (uh, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (Gerald)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[G-Eazy:]

Everywhere I go I see the same ho

Always post selfies on the 'Gram from a angle, a Catfish

Hollywood devil, not a angel

Her bag is Chanel, but she drive a Durango

Yeah, and I'm gettin' to the queso

Woke and I'm hip to the game so I'm thankful

OGs put me on to a song lace bro

Real recognizin' that you don't speak the lingo

Clothes all new, not a wrinkle

Giving you the game with the game, gettin' sprinkled

Bottles on deck in my drink fool

And I turn to a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a pitbull

This life did to me, I can't switch back

If I take her then you'll never get your bitch back (yeah)

The beat knockin', yeah this shit cloud

Welcome to the west where people gettin' rich at (ayy)

[Post Malone (G-Eazy):]

I been in L.A. too long (G)

I see the same bitches everywhere I go (It's Eazy, you know?)

It don't really matter where they from (yee, yee, yee)

Acting or model, heard it all before (ayy)

[Post Malone (YG):]

Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (west side nigga)

Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (hol' up, let me talk my shit)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[YG:]

I been in L.A. too long

Me and my bros hit the same hoes

L.A., Hollywood, that's some Valley hoes

Do I know how to fuck, they all know

Ye, yeah, fuck it, go down baby

I'm with the program baby

Ridin' through the streets, you with the hometown baby

I'm tryna do it for the brother like Motown baby

She fucked the L.A. Laker for the record

She fucked a Dodger baseball player for the record

Fucked the head of my record label (ooh)

How you think she been so stable?

Ah damn, ah damn, but she down to fuck

Designer everything, Benz Truck

Pullin' up with you friend, tell me who she is

Oh, never mind, my friend fucked

[Post Malone (YG):]

Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (haha, never mind my friend fucked)

Population four million, how I see the same bitch?

(haha, never mind my friend fucked)

[Post Malone:]

Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (I see the same bitch)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (I see the same bitch)

Jonestown (Interlude) lyrics - Post Malone

 It happens every time

It sounds like suicide

I'm hesitant, but I guess I'll drink the Kool-Aid once again

It happens every time

It sounds like suicide

I'm hesitant, but I guess I'll drink the Kool-Aid once again

It happens every time

It sounds like suicide

I'm hesitant, but I guess I'll drink the Kool-Aid once again

92 Explorer lyrics - Post Malone

 Ohh, yeah yeah (wow), yeah yeah, yeah, yeah

We got London On Da Track

Hunnid and twenty, come catch me

Forties inside of my belly

Shouldn't be driving, I'm faded (skrt, yeah, yeah)

Rock that Nirvana, my favorite

Damn I forgot what her name is

She in the front seat head bangin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Money counter sound somethin' like a chopper, chopper

Speakers system bumpin', fuck your fuckin' block up

Used to mock him, now his cars some Bentley mock-ups

Killer drop a call from lockup

If you buy that Echo, why you lyin'? You broke

Got a knot in my tote, get you smoke like a stove

Keep on ridin' my coat, your new shit is a joke

Why you bitin' my flows? What you tryna be, Post?

Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'

Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'

Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'

When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'

Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'

Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'

Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'

When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'

She used to shoppin' at the mall (ooh)

I'll teach lil baby how to ball

I hit Rodeo, spent like 40 G's (wow)

Four hunnid pairs of Gucci socks

I lost all my friends, made a lot of foes

Made a lot of M's, made a lot of O's

Open up the safe, I'm just with the bros

Cop the 458, cost me 250

Man, look at all my ice (ice)

I hit your main thing twice (your main thing twice)

Take a word of advice (a word of advice)

Break up with that ho (ho)

Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'

Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'

Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'

When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'

Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'

Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'

Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'

When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'

Cold wrist frozen

Got sacks, Goldman

Bought the bar, Roseanne

No joke, they ain't playin'

Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'

Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'

Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'

When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'

Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'

Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'

Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'

When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'

Yeah

We got London On Da Track

Candy Paint lyrics - Post Malone

 Yeah, yeah, mmm

Candy paint with the white on top

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop

If you busy plotting on what I got

Kick in your door, That's SWAT, you thot

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

Half price my whip, same price my watch

Got no jumper but I ball a lot

Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want

Candy paint with the white on top (skrrt)

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop (drop)

If you busy plotting on what I got

Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot (pop)

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

Half price my whip, same price my watch (bling)

Got no jumper but I ball a lot (swish)

Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want

Didn't know that was your girl when she gave me top (yuh)

Kicked her out the Rolls said, "Thanks a lot"

Goddamn I love paper like I'm Michael Scott (yeah)

I can do things that your man cannot (yeah)

Slide boy comin' down, damn, I'm hot (hot)

Everybody say that I gotta be stopped (stopped)

Even though my final form ain't unlocked (locked)

I'm so ahead of you motherfuckers

How you comprehend what you ain't understanding?

Count a hundred bands and I watch it vanish

Diamonds going crazy like they on the dance floor

Got a lot of ass, nothing I can't handle

Flavor lasts forever, you should try a sample (God damn)

Baby, I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza (Tony Danza)

Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for

But you don't fucking know me, homie, you don't want war (aye)

Candy paint with the white on top

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop

If you busy plotting on what I got

Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

Half price my whip, same price my watch

Got no jumper but I ball a lot (hey, hey)

Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want (hey, hey)

Candy paint with the white on top (yeah)

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop (drop, drop)

If you busy plotting on what I got

Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot (pop, pop, pop, pop)

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

Half price my whip, same price my watch (yeah)

Got no jumper but I ball a lot (swish)

Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want

I've been rolling twenty ash, hit the road (wooh)

Hit the switch up the suicide doors (damn)

We already know you vanished though (ooh)

Hit my momma when I ride in that, oh

All these motherfuckers so false with me (yah)

If your money funny, don't talk to me (nah)

I know there ain't shit that you could offer me (no)

Take a second if you think about crossing me

It lasts forever, you should try a sample (God damn)

Baby, I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza (Tony Danza)

Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for (what I stand for)

But you don't fucking know me, homie, you don't want war (you don't want war)

Candy paint with the white on top

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop

If you busy plotting on what I got

Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

Half price my whip, same price my watch

Got no jumper but I ball a lot

Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want

Candy paint with the white on top

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop

If you busy plotting on what I got

Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

Half price my whip, same price my watch

Got no jumper but I ball a lot

Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want

Sugar Wraith lyrics - Post Malone

 I started with an eighth, alright (alright)

And then I went and changed my life (my life)

I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)

Put your arms around me baby

I just want to fly, make it last before we die

And I know you want a ride

What's on your mind? What's on your mind?

And my '92 got doors like my Lambo

Spend my last paycheck on some ammo

We don't follow trends, rest in peace to Yamo

Your new shit sucks, I feel like Anthony Fantano

Saying I was broke last year, I can't go back there

Nicotine fiend, couldn't even buy a pack, yeah

She don't know my music, told her I ain't mad, yeah

Let her cut that coco on my platinum plaque, yeah (wow)

Cut my fingers on my bands, oh yeah

Cut my locker with some Xan, oh yeah

Count me my guala in advance, oh yeah

Backstreet diamonds, watch them dance on ya, yeah

I started with an eighth, alright (alright)

And then I went and changed my life (my life)

I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)

Put your arms around me baby

I just want to fly, make it last before we die

And I know you want a ride

What's on your mind? What's on your mind?

She don't want to spend all my dough

She gets paid to be a model

I take the lead, they just follow

Face it, you don't know what I know

Pull up, I got some' for ya

Something in my trunk for ya

But I got a good lawyer

They always try to come for ya

I'ma pull up in that Bentley with the fuckin windows tinted

Penning how I'm feeling, take a drop of the extended

Think I'm showing signs of slowing, homie just forget it

I guess this what happens when you fucking handle business, yeah

I started with an eighth, alright (alright)

And then I went and changed my life (my life)

I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)

Put your arms around me baby

I just want to fly, make it last before we die

And I know you want a ride

What's on your mind? What's on your mind?

I was broke last year, I can't go back there

I was broke last year, I can't go back there

Got some lean and I went a little mad yeah

Try to take the swagger, I know it for a fact

I'ma pull up in that Bentley with the fuckin windows tinted

Penning how I'm feeling, take a drop of the extended

Think I'm showing signs of slowing, homie just forget it

I guess this what happens when you fucking handle business, yeah

I started with an eighth, alright (alright)

And then I went and changed my life (my life)

I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)

Put your arms around me baby

I just want to fly, make it last before we die

And I know you want a ride

What's on your mind? What's on your mind?

Stoney (2016)

 

• Broken Whiskey Glass
• Big Lie
• Deja Vu
• No Option
• Cold
• White Iverson
• I Fall Apart
• Patient
• Go Flex
• Feel
• Too Young
• Congratulations
• Up There
• Yours Truly, Austin Post
• Leave (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Hit This Hard (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Money Made Me Do It (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Feeling Whitney (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

Broken Whiskey Glass lyrics - Post Malone

 I done drank Codeine from a broken whiskey glass

I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass

Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin' back

So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass

And I won't go on, like a highway to hell

Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel

And I woke up and my room's fuckin' trashed like a damn hotel

Where I go next, now, only time will tell

I done spent some time chasin' women that don't give a shit

I done learned my lessons and I ain't never gon' forget

Started callin' this shit, started ballin' and shit, started flickin' that wrist

They ain't never listened now I'm makin' them hits so I'm fuckin' your bitch

No it ain't nothin' fickle for me to forget that you ever exist

Bet you remember my name when I pull up and dab with that, doesn't exist, skrrr

Spill lean on supreme last Saturday, let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey

Pass me the drugs, motherfucker let me shine

At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin' out weed

Smokin' my dope, beggin' that that be the code

Man, don't be silly, that shit you rockin' is old

Like it's been years since you been to the store

Feel like Meek Milly but I ain't from Philly

I'm poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie

I do this for really and for my family

Some shade every night, man, it's all so familiar

The bitches they killin' me

Like, bitch are you kiddin' me?

Ballin', that shit, that shit killin' me

You can't get rid of me

Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry

Big Lie lyrics - Post Malone

 I know, I know

I know, I know

Run it up, run it up

Count it up, count it up

'95 in my cup

Nicotine in my blood

Go, run it, run it

Count it, count it

Go, show me something, aye, aye

Go, talkin' that shit

Keep on barkin' lil' bitch

Bitches tryna get lit, damn

Rosé poppin' with the Balmain on me

And I keep on callin'

And they know that I don't answer my cell

No, I don't know your momma

I got so much commas

Girl, you know I'm only into myself

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

When I pull up, get this bitch live

And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

When I pull up, get this bitch live

And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

Say you got that shit you don't got

Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

Valet the park on the whip

The Caddy, the '76

My woman gon' box on a bitch

They don't want no part in that shit

I got my money jumpin', I'm proud for ballin' on Fade

Didn't watch the game, you can see that shit on replay

I just drop the top and I pull up to your party

I just grab a Bud and I pop the top on you, pour that water

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

When I pull up, get this bitch live

And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

When I pull up, get this bitch live

And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

Say you got that shit you don't got

Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah

And I know who we are, yeah

And I know that we ballin'

When you wanna get this money

I don't want your bitch, just know it

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

When I pull up, get this bitch live

And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah

Say you flexin', that's a big lie

Say you got that shit you don't got

Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah

And I know who we are yeah

And I know that we ballin'

When you wanna get this money

I don't want your bitch, just know it

I know, I know

I know, I know

I know, I know

I know, I know

Deja Vu lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Justin Bieber)

 [Post Malone:]

Cause I can't take it no more

No you ain't like them bitches

Tell them hoes adios

And you can drop your panties

Leave them shits at the door

Dior falls on the floor

I swear we been here before

I'm tryna see you from my own perspective

You all in my section tryna come to my session

We runnin' a pressure, you know that we flexin'

We bought all the bottles, we came with the models

Girl this a confession, I'm not like your exes

I came in from Texas, and now that we textin'

You can fly in whenever, now you undressin'

Panties on the dresser, your hair gettin' messed up

The feelin' we catchin', my love is a blessin'

Made love in that Lexus, made love in that Lexus

I know you remember

[Justin Bieber & Post Malone:]

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause you want me and I want you

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause you want me and I want you

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause baby this ain't nothing new, no

[Justin Bieber:]

Oh you actin' reckless

I told you that I need affection

So let me point you in the right direction

It's so important that you get the message

Yeah, I gotta say, gotta say somethin' to you, you, you

I'm on a roll, I'm gonna roll out in that new, new, new

If you wanna do what I wanna do

Well uhm-uhm-uhm

Well I guess that's just deja vu

[Justin Bieber & Post Malone:]

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause you want me and I want you

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause you want me and I want you

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause baby it is ain't nothing new, no

Tell me if you want it baby

'Cause I know I can drive you crazy

I just wanted you to know now

Oh-oh, oh-ohhh

Show up in that new Mercedes, you already know I'm faded

Girl I've been thinkin' about you lately

Oh-oh, oh-ohhh

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause you want me and I want you

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause you want me and I want you

Tell me is that deja vu?

Cause baby it is ain't nothing new, no

[Post Malone:]

Cause I can't take it no more

No you ain't like them bitches

Tell them hoes adios

And you can drop your panties

Leave them shits at the door

Dior falls on the floor

I swear we been here before

No Option lyrics - Post Malone

 Hoe, I look so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'

Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'

Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah

Everybody asking "Post, when is the album droppin'?"

Ever since the very first day at it, I been poppin'

Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah

Ooh, swingin' in a four-door

Now they takin' photos

Bottles, we need more of those, ooh

Say she bring it a little shorter

He be on the boarder

She always bring four rolls, oh yeah

Everything that I went for

Waited so long to get on

The Caddy just sits on the chrome

I swang through on dubs on the four

Baby wanna get in this S-Class

Lil' momma, she just wanna go fast

You know, baby, you don't get a free pass

So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"

Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining

Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding

Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, ooh, ooh, ooh yeah

Hoe, I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'

Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'

Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah

Less you hoppin' in a old-school

Swimmin' in the car pool

Everything is all cool

And she told me not to tell

With the rumors that I heard

She said everything was all true

Baby, wanna get in this S-Class

Lil' momma, she just wanna go fast

You know, baby, you don't get a free pass

So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"

Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining

Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding

Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, ooh, ooh, ooh yeah

Just me and lil' momma, yeah

Ridin' around LA

Just me and lil' momma, yeah

We run the city, yeah

Baby, wanna get in this S-Class

Lil' momma, she just wanna go fast

You know, baby, you don't get a free pass

So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"

Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining

Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding

Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, oh oh

So come hop in that ooh

What do you wanna do?

Put that dime in my coupe

With that gold on my tooth, oh yeah

Cold lyrics - Post Malone

 Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze

And it's all for you

Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze

Yeah it's all for you

Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze

Yeah, I'd die for you

Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze

Yeah, I'd die for you

Yeah, stuntin', it's satisfyin' but it don't bring you closure

Diamonds my state of mind, I'm drownin' in the ocean

Just stay right where you are and don't come any closer

I'm just gon' handle mine and just maintain composure

People, they say learn from mistakes, yeah

You keep your space, yeah, but all this pain, yeah

You say you go away, yeah, still hit my lane though

You hurt so bad when you went away, yeah

I needed you, needed you

So what the fuck do I do?

I needed you, needed you

So what the fuck do I do?

Oh my God, oh my God

A lot of bullshit on my mind

Oh my God, oh my God

I think about you all the time

Oh my God, oh my God

And I don't care 'bout no money

Leave a knot up in my throat

Now I'm counting on my own

Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze

And it's all for you

Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist so froze

Yeah it's all for you

Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze

Yeah, I'd die for you

Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze

Yeah, I'd die for you

My jewelry on, like an ice cube

And all I wanna do is just ignite you

This Saint Laurent, mama, you look nice too

Can't hold my tongue, don't got the heart too

Remember when I fell in love?

I just came up alone

Remember aim three, my fault

Told that bad bitch get on my Vlone

Hey, don't have much to do, yeah

Everything is ruined

Ain't no secret to it

Thrown the check like a Nike, I just do it

Oh my God, oh my God

A lot of bullshit on my mind

Oh my God, oh my God

I think about you all the time

Oh my God, oh my God

And I don't care 'bout no money

Leave a knot up in my throat

Now I'm counting on my own

Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze

And it's all for you

Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist so froze

Yeah it's all for you

Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze

Yeah, I'd die for you

Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze

Yeah, I'd die for you

White Iverson lyrics - Post Malone

 Double OT

I'm a new three

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 (Swish, ooh, ayy)

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

I got me some braids and I got me some hoes

Started rockin' the sleeve, I can't ball with no Joes

You know how I do it, Concords on my toes

(This shit is hard)

I ain't rich yet, but you know I ain't broke, I

So if I see it, I like it, buy that from the store, I

I'm with some white girls and they lovin' the coca

Like they're OT

Double OT like I'm KD, smokin' OG

And you know me, in my 2-3s and my gold teeth

Bitch I'm smiling, bet you see me from the nosebleeds

I'm a new three and I change out to my new 3s

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

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

Ooh, Stoney

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 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'

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

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

I Fall Apart lyrics - Post Malone

 Ooh I fall apart

Ooh yeah, mmm...

She told me that I'm not enough, yeah

And she left me with a broken heart, yeah

She fooled me twice and it's all my fault, yeah

She cut too deep, now she left me scarred, yeah

Now there's so many thoughts goin' through my brain, yeah

And now I'm takin' these shots like it's Novocaine, yeah

Ooh, I fall apart

Down to my core

Ooh, I fall apart

Down to my core

Ooh, didn't know it before

Surprised when you caught me off guard

All this damn jewelry I bought

You was my shorty, I thought

Never caught a feelin' this hard

Harder than the liquor I pour

Tell me you don't want me no more

But I can't let go

Everybody told me so

Feelin' like I sold my soul

Devil in the form of a whore

Devil in the form of a whore

You said it

No you said it

No you said that shit

We'd be together

Ooh, I fall apart

Down to my core

Ooh, I fall apart

Down to my core

Ooh, didn't know it before

Surprised when you caught me off guard

All this damn jewelry I bought

You was my shorty, I thought

Ice keep pourin' and the drink keep flowin'

Try to brush it off but it keep on goin'

Covered in scars and I can't help showin'

Whippin' in the foreign and the tears keep blowin'

Ice keep droppin' and the drink keep flowin'

Try to brush it off but it keep on goin'

All these scars, can't help from showin'

Whippin' in the foreign and the tears keep blowin', yeah

Ooh, I fall apart

Down to my core

Ooh, I fall apart

Down to my core

Ooh, didn't know it before

Surprised when you caught me off guard

All this damn jewelry I bought

You was my shorty, I thought

Patient lyrics - Post Malone

 Yeah, yeah, yeah...

I know my wrist be dancin' crazy

Been on some fly shit lately

Used to be so damn patient

But now it's "Fuck you, pay me."

Can't let these motherfuckers faze me

Never let that money change me

Ain't the way my mama raised me

Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me?

200k and VVS, yellow diamonds

They wanna run up but they won't ever find me

I sleep right next to the F and N,

motherfuckers the government

Shut down all the plottin'

100 bands on my body

Fuck with them boys, touch your body

Lil mama just want my pockets

'Rari take off like a rocket

Hol' up, you too close

I don't know, I don't know ya'

Had to run it, run it up

How I roll, how I roll, ya'

It's like after you pop off

They all act like they know ya'

And Young Post be like Pablo

And they all love the blow, yeah

I know my wrist be dancin' crazy

Been on some fly shit lately

Used to be so damn patient

But now it's fuck you, pay me

Can't let these motherfuckers phase me

Never let that money change me

Ain't the way my mama raised me

Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?

200, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway

You may contain me but you won't never stop me

On her way to my residence

Try message your boo again, she pullin' up probably

Yeah, strally inside of that Bentley

Yeah, come take it tat' on my belly

Yeah, people actin' too friendly man

They tryna get dividends, this shit is a problem

Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me

DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me

I know them people but they don't represent me

Them wastemen, we're gonna make 'em all pay

They will never stop the plan

80 jumpin' off my hand

Rollie, rollie, rollie

Bust it open

Holy moly

I know my wrist be dancin' crazy

Been on some fly shit lately

Used to be so damn patient

But now it's fuck you, pay me

Can't let these motherfuckers phase me

Never let that money change me

Ain't the way my mama raised me

Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?

Go Flex lyrics - Post Malone

 Lighting stog after stog, choke on the smoke

They tell me to quit, don't listen to what I'm told

Help me forget that this world is so cold

I don't even know what I'm chasin' no more

Tell me what I want, just keep searchin' on

It's never enough, cup after cup, blunt after blunt

I wouldn't give one if I could find a fuck, ha, ha, ha

In the cut and I put that on my mamma

And my bitch called talkin' bout some drama

I swear there ain't no time for women on the come up

It's either the pussy or the commas

Man I just wanna go flex

Gold on my teeth and on my neck

And I'm stone cold with the flex

With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

Man I just wanna go flex

Gold on my teeth and on my neck

And I'm stone cold with the flex

With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

Push the gas, get a motherfuckin' nose bleed

She ain't never met a youngin' do it like me

She got a man but she says she really like me

She doin' things to excite me

She sendin' all her friends snaps of my new tracks

'Cause all these hoes know what's about to come next

I hit my plug up, got the paper connect

I drop a couple bands I just wanna go...

Man I just wanna go flex

Gold on my teeth and on my neck

And I'm stone cold with the flex

With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

Man I just wanna go flex

Gold on my teeth and on my neck

And I'm stone cold with the flex

With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

Knowing all of this

Just don't make a difference

I'm just talking shit to the ones that will listen

I come with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing

And I'm still the same and I swear I'm never switching

Knowing all of this

It just don't make a difference

I'm just talking shit to the ones that will listen

I come with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing

And I'm still the same and I swear I'm never switching

Man I just wanna go flex

Gold on my teeth and on my neck

And I'm stone cold with the flex

With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

Man I just wanna go flex

Gold on my teeth and on my neck

And I'm stone cold with the flex

With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

Man I just wanna go flex

Gold on my teeth and on my neck

And I'm stone cold with the flex

Cold with the flex

Feel lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Kehlani)

 [Post Malone:]

She talkin' that noise, take her lovin' with the dawn, always talkin' on the phone

After we fuck in the morn' she wake up, she wearin' my clothes

She always be callin' my phone

She always be stealin' my clothes, yeah

Askin' me how does it feel when you know you could buy it at the store, yeah

Yeah, I'm bringin' that down to the floor

I'm droppin' the foreign in foreign

Hey, I came a long way on my own, ayy

I'm doin' this shit on my own, ayy

I don't give a fuck what I'm told, ayy

I came a long way on my own, ayy

Now her pussy made out of gold, ayy

I swear her pussy all in my soul, ayy

She got that soldier

Four days a hundred thousand

Forever like a diamond

She bring me back to life, yeah

I'm so fly I'm moshin'

Quit talkin' all that nonsense

I'm just tryna fuck you 'til you don't know nothin'

[Kehlani (Post Malone):]

I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real)

He hold me down (she hold me down)

That's my shit (that's my shit)

He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill)

Don't need no pill (no pill, no)

He whispered in my ear and told me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh

[Kehlani:]

He love that I say what I feel

He feel what I say 'cause it's real

You couldn't forget, I never changed up on my set

And I only make calls to collect, that's why we connect

We can go half on a jet, baby we on to the next

Fuck all the stress

Fuckin' with bitches who's new to the game when you got you a vet

I know you like it when I act like I'm still shy

Then turn around and put that thing in overdrive

I'm down to ride

I'ma keep you on my shoulder

'Cause every cold nigga need a bitch that's ten times colder

[Kehlani (Post Malone):]

I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real)

He hold me down (she hold me down)

That's my shit (that's my shit)

He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill)

Don't need no pill (no pill, no)

He whispered in my ear and told me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh

[Post Malone:]

Hey, fuck me 'til I can't see straight

Make me think that hoe was a mistake

I just need to feel you all the time

Ride hoe, ride hoe, alright, alright, alright

Too Young lyrics - Post Malone

 I don't wanna die too young

Yeah, too young, yeah, too young

I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young

Counting bands, hallelujah, 'lujah, 'lujah

I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young

I've been grindin' way too long, too long, too long

Came up, don't know, I just keep going with the flow

I just wanna go and cop me somethin'

I hit Fairfax, go shoppin' though

She just wanna hit that bathingroom, hold that guap like a register

Keep on winning, need that guap though

Like I'm cash out, eat at papadeauxs

Flowing on to the Galapagos, running and grab the dough

Man this shit never minimal, feel like an animal

Yeah bitch, I try to keep me cool, your life never going, never going back

Yeah, I don't wanna die too young, I don't wanna die too young

When I get that cash it's hallelujah

Aye hallelujah, aye hallelujah, aye hallelujah

I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young

Counting bands, hallelujah, 'lujah, 'lujah

I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young

I've been grindin' way too long, too long, too long

My whip fast, my bitch bad, I skrrr skrrr, that coupe fast

My coupe fast, your bitch know

My bitch slow, she do what I say so and she always keep me on my toes

Poppin' that woe, man I be gone

Just watch me go, bitches they watching me go

Walking around, aye I pick that band up, then I go drop that shit off

Pull up in a Porsche, shit poppin' off

Pop that shit off, I got that bitch off, I tell her to knock that shit off

And I got my nut off and she washed my nuts off

I want that shit, I got that shit, pop that shit

Got rich quick, suck my...

You know it make me God damn numb

When I see 'em die so God damn young

(I don't wanna die)

I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young

Counting bands, hallelujah, 'lujah, 'lujah

I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young

I've been grindin' way too long, too long, too long

I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young

Counting bands, hallelujah, 'lujah, 'lujah

I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young

Congratulations lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Quavo)

 Mm-mmm

Yah, yah

Mm-mmm

Yah (hey)

[Post Malone:]

My momma called, see 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 would 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)

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, yeah

But they didn't know me last year, yeah

Everyone wanna act like they important (yeah)

But all that mean nothing when I saw my dough, yeah (yeah)

Everyone counting on me, drop the ball, yeah (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 cents 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 and Quavo:]

My momma called, see 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 would be nothing

Now they always say, "Congratulations" (congratulations)

Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (ooh)

They ain't never had the dedication (uh, ayy)

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 everywhere, everywhere I go, they say 'gratulation (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 (cash)

Big rings, champagne (ooh, 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 (skrrt)

Top-floor lifestyle (top)

Huncho and Post (yah, ayy) Malone (ayy)

I gotta play on my phone (ayy)

You know what I'm on (ayy)

Huncho Houdini is gone (ayy)

[Post Malone and Quavo:]

My momma called, see 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 would be nothing

Now they always say, "Congratulations" (ayy, uh)

Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh, ooh)

They ain't never had the dedication (ayy, uh)

People hatin', say we changed and, look, we made it (uh)

Yeah, we made it (ayy)

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Up There lyrics - Post Malone

 Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

When I took a ride in the dead of night

Told myself that everything was okay

Try to understand how you standin' over me

Girl, it's drivin' me crazy

Yeah, it's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night

The only heat, it come from the ashtray

I might as well get high as hell and just keep actin' like

Everything doesn't phase me

Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby

Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby

Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby

I wanna go up there

And I don't ever wanna come down

I wanna see what's up there

Actin' like I got it all figured out

I wanna go up there

And I don't ever wanna come down

I wanna see what's up there

Must be better than the hell on the ground

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

It's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night

And I'ma drop the top with no Rogaine (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

And now might sound irrelevant but I prefer to stack my chips

When everything fallin' (backwoods)

And I ain't religious but I look into the sky

And pray to anyone holy

I been drinkin' way too much and man I got the blues

Because my baby don't hold me

Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby

Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby

Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby

I wanna go up there

And I don't ever wanna come down

I wanna see what's up there

Actin' like I got it all figured out

I wanna go up there

And I don't ever wanna come down

I wanna see what's up there

Must be better than the hell on the ground

I wanna go up there

And I don't ever wanna come down

I wanna see what's up there

Actin' like I got it all figured out

I wanna go up there

And I don't ever wanna come down

I wanna see what's up there

Must be better than the hell on the ground

Yours Truly, Austin Post lyrics - Post Malone

 I'mma take a Bud Light break, ah, ah

I just came down from the high of my life

I just, I just came down from the high of my life

See us popping champagne, we could do it all night

And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright

How you expecting awards when you ain't put in work?

And I just got off the phone, yeah, with my realtor

And I've been eating so good that, bitch, my belly broke

And I might cop that Mulsanne cause, bitch, that Bentley talk

Put that sauce on that bitch real quick

Put that ice on that wrist real slick

Girl, I know you know my wallet's real thick

And I'm wonderin', wonderin' what you're drinking

I just came down from the high of my life

I just, I just came down from the high of my life

See us popping champagne, we could do it all night

And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright

We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we?

We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we?

Bring that money back to yours truly

When I'm rocking all my goddamn jewelry, yeah

Hey, I just hopped out the foreign, looking so pretty, yeah

And yeah, that watch on my arm look like a trillion

You know that White Iverson, no, keep that jewelry tucked

And I just bought out my brain, I feel like Bubba Chuck

Girl, I'm zoned out, I feel my Xans

Ain't nobody understand

It's you and I, go and call your friends

Let's get a lot of kerosene

You gon' ride that bump-and-grind

Yeah, let me see that double-time

You ain't gotta tell them hoes because they know, yeah

I just came down from the high of my life

I just, I just came down from the high of my life

See us popping champagne, we could do it all night

And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright

We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we?

We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we?

Bring that money back to yours truly

When I'm rocking all my God damn jewelry

Tell me, who do you call?

When the night gets long

And you're sitting by the phone

'Cause all those drugs wore off

I just came down from the high of my life

I just, I just came down from the high of my life

See us popping champagne, we could do it all night

And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright

High of my life

High of my life

High of my life

High of my life

High of my life

Leave lyrics - Post Malone

 She said, "Love me," so I love her

She said, "Leave me," so I left

Then I went to California

And I ain't never comin' back

I gotta high five from a brother

I got bloodstains on the bed

And I ain't sayin' that I love her

But this bitch is gonna drive me mad

I said this bitch is gonna drive me mad

You got just what I been looking for

But you can't bring yourself to say no

And I ain't never gonna let you go

I kept wishing I would die, oh

The whole plane ride home

And I wish I could

I know I should leave you alone

I worship since I met you

I fell down to my knees

And when no one would accept ya

Throw myself up on a cross and bleed

I seen a dark cloud coming over

I seen some evil shit in her head

But she rode me like no other

But this bitch is gonna drive me mad

I said this bitch is gonna drive me mad

You got just what I been looking for

But you can't bring yourself to say no

And I ain't never gonna let you go

I kept wishing I would die, oh

The whole plane ride home

And I wish I could

I know I should leave you alone

You got just what I been looking for

But you can't bring yourself to say no

And I ain't never gonna let you go

I kept wishing I would die, oh

The whole plane ride home

And I wish I could

I know I should leave you alone

Hit This Hard lyrics - Post Malone

 (Ooh, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah

I never thought that it would hit this hard

Ooh, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah

I never thought that it would hit this hard)

Don't do that, I tell you so

Don't overdose, like no, no, no

Oh my god, what have you become?

The traces of you, no, I can't see them

What have you become?

What have you turned to?

What have you taken?

Like someone hurt you

You drink that mixture

That shit gon' hit you

No, I can't fix you

No, no

Oooh, yeah

I ran through, yeah

I feel a change in the air tonight

I saw myself in a different light

(Ooh, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah)

I never thought that it would hit this hard

(Ooh, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah)

I never thought that it would hit this hard

I just keep running and running and running around

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

The feeling is different instead when you wake on the ground

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

I don't know who I was in and I don't know anymore

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

In the city, we sinning, we don’t ever want to come down

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

Me and J take over and we way up

Now high above the the city of angels

Smoke a boge in the sky, pass the fuego

I already dropped something in the Faygo

Only came to the club cause they paid us

Take this shit, lemme see what you made of

No sleep, little mama, we gon' stay up

Vampires on a night in Las Vegas

Oooh, yeah

I ran through, yeah

I feel a change in the air tonight

I saw myself in a different light

(Ooh, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah)

I never thought that it would hit this hard

(Ooh, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah)

I never thought that it would hit this hard

I just keep running and running and running around

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

The feeling is different instead when you wake on the ground

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

I don't know who I was in and I don't know anymore

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

In the city, we sinning, we don’t ever want to come down

I just keep running and running and running around

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

The feeling is different instead when you wake on the ground

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

I don't know who I was in and I don't know anymore

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

In the city, we sinning, we don’t ever want to come down

(I never thought that it would hit this hard)

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

Feeling Whitney lyrics - Post Malone

 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

And I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit

I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring

And I ain't seen a light of day since, well that's not important

It's been long

And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies sip Houston

Cars and clothes, thought I was winning

You knew I was losing

You told me to wake up, oh my clock always stays on snooze

And I'm done

To each their own and find peace in knowing

Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping

Show no emotion, against your coding

And just act as hard as you can

You don't need a friend

Boy, you're the man

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

And I've been looking for someone that I can buy my drugs from

It seems like every plug ran east to Utah, became Mormons Drought comes around, feels like I have no one to depend on

Sober, ugh

I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do with it

I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune

And lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance

Drank more

To each their own and find peace in knowing

Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping

Show no emotion, against your coding

And just act as hard as you can

You don't need a friend

Boy, you're the man

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh