Post Malone
Post Malone
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Cooped Up Post Malone

I m about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain
And I ve been waitin so long
Now I gotta re-surface
 
And yeah we bout to toast up
All that bread that we burnin
Cuz I ve been feelin cooped up
I ve been fuckin cooped up
 
Yeah I m off the Bud Light not the bourbon
I might chop the roof off the Suburban
Tried to Bia Nice Guy, John Terzian
Til I started throwin up in your Birkin
 
Then I woke up in the mornin
Police showed up at my door with a warrant
I remember flushin somethin down the toilet
Guess you gotta let me off with with a warning
Return of mack
 
Feelin like an Outkast
I m the only guy in slacks
That ll cost ya three stacks
Now you savin that check
Why you takin my swag can you give me that back
 
Gucci my Prada, Miyake
Louie, Bottega, and Tommy
All of these things on my body
Lets party
 
I m about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain
And I ve been waitin so long
Now I gotta re-surface
 
And yeah we bout to toast up
All that bread that we burnin
Cuz I ve been feelin cooped up
I ve been fuckin cooped up
 
Shit, gotta pull up, pull up
I ma pull up, I pull up
Got black minx all on the rug
Got hella hoes popping drugs
In every hood they show us love

Partner in crime with me while
We whipping in the space ship
Got out the pavement
Now we getting payment
Everybody around me getting money
Its too contagious
Kept it solid now we real rich to they amazement

I pulled up the black Badge cause it was cleaner
I remember I was just posted up with the demons
And Posty took me on my first damn tour dates
He had me rocking every night sold out arenas

A project n-a I never thought I would see shit
Or try to tell you
You probably wouldnt believe us
 
I m about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain
And I ve been waitin so long
Now I gotta re-surface
 
And yeah we bout to toast up
All that bread that we burnin
Cuz I ve been feelin cooped up
I ve been fuckin cooped up
 
Til the daylight come
Til the daylight come
I got Sake in my tummy, cigarette in my lungs
Its Eleven in the mornin and we still aint done
And I m still that bitch, so what
 
Yeah we bout to toast up
All this bread that we burnin
Cuz I ve been feelin cooped up
I ve been fuckin cooped up


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