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Posing Tonight

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(We in this, ro-ro)

(Rockin' with, rockin' with Patrick)

Whoo-whoo, say what?

Ha (whoo-hoo), ha, hahaha (whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo)

I can tell that that boy a dub by the way he stack (he dub)

I can tell that that boy a dub by the way he stack (what? Say what?)

I can tell, that boy, he a dub by the way that he stack (say what?)

She gon' ride this dick like her fuckin' tires flat (whoo-hoo, blatt, whoo-hoo)

Nigga ain't talmbout shit, I got a fire, nigga get whacked, bitch (talmbout, talmbout)

Nigga wanna play, shawty gon' die, I keep a strap, bitch (say what?)

Bitch, I keep that blick, it make him dance (okay, okay)

It's a new world order in this bitch, I'm the man (whoo-hoo, say what?)

She know that I'm rich, I beat this ho 'cause I can (whoo-hoo)

'Posed to drop that shit, I'm not servin' folks, shawty, I ain't playin' (what? Say what? What?)

I don't give a fuck 'bout labels (what? Fuck)

I don't give a fuck 'bout labels (what? Whoo-whoo)

I done get rich on Geoff (say what?), I had to turn 'em tables (on God)

Shit, I'm havin' too many thots (and what? whoo-hoo), I done turned to a player (nigga, what? whoo)

I pull up to L.A., I run this shit (to L.A.), I run this bih like the mayor (what?)

I can tell, that boy, he a dub by the way that he stack (say what?)

She gon' ride this dick like her fuckin' tires flat (whoo-hoo, blatt, whoo-hoo)

Nigga ain't talmbout shit, I got a fire, nigga get whacked, bitch (talmbout, talmbout)

Nigga wanna play, shawty gon' die, I keep strap, bitch (say what?)

I called my label early, I woke up, bitch, I'm pissed (bitch, I'm paid)

I been pullin' all these Dracos, bullets hit like piss (what? What?)

I got mental illness, I do these drugs, I ain't e'en sick (what? Drugs)

Good cunt, pussy lips pink, yeah, she love my fit (what?)

She love it, she love it, she love it, she lovin' it, lovin' it (what?)

I only been here for a year, bitch (whoo-hoo), I'm still bangin' it, hol' up

Only been on this shit for a year, bitch, and I'm runnin' it, whoa

Had to took off 'fore these niggas, I'm in the sky, just like comet

Ha, ha (whoo-whoo)

Let's go, hahaha, let's go

(We in this, ro-ro) mhm

(Rockin' with, rockin' with Patrick)

I'm on the phone with my ex, yeah (got a motherfuckin' rich chain)

I put her pussy in a picture, then pose (nigga, ice)

I take a trip, bring the camera when you pose

I'm fuckin' your bitch, then strike me a pose (say what? Nigga, a pose)

I get this Chrome (whoo-hoo), this shit for the low (this shit for the low, whoo-hoo)

And these niggas broke (what? What?), they act like I'm po' (what? Act like I'm po')

I'm fuckin' your bitch (bitch, bah-bah-bah-bah), she ridin' me slow (say what?), whoa (shit, ya dig?)

I be on my shit (yee, yee), I don't like to post (yee), no

I don't do social media (what? Nigga, what?), I don't do social media (no, never)

I been pushin' this Peter (pushin' P), on God, I'm pushin' this Peter (pushin' P)

I got a choppa on me (say what? What?), that bitch, it sing like Aaliyah (say what? What? bah-bah-bah-bah)

You tryna play with my homie? (Blitt, blitt), make you meet your maker (what?)

I got me, and you think you got me (you think you got me)

I like pussy (blitt, blitt, blitt), I'm a pussy king (eugh, eugh, pussy king)

We hop on these jets, and we flyin' (ra-ra-racks), yeah

She suck so much, think she got mileage (yee, yee, nigga, what?)

Ay, play with my brother, now you dyin'

Ay, I slide for my brother, on God, I ain't lyin' (slide for my brother)

Ay, I'm playin' your bitch heart, just like a violin (ay, ay)

Ay, I'm makin' these hits and I ain't even tryin' (nigga, what? What? What?)

I'm fuckin' your bitch, then strike me a pose (say what? Nigga, a pose)

I get this Chrome (whoo-hoo), this shit for the low (this shit for the low, whoo-hoo)

And these niggas broke (what? What?), they act like I'm po' (what? Act like I'm po')

I'm fuckin' your bitch (bitch, bah-bah-bah-bah), she ridin' me slow (say what?), whoa (shit, ya dig?)

I be on my shit (yee, yee), I don't like to post (yee), no

Fuck your ho up in her house, and, yeah, she bool-bee (what? What?)

This semi-automatic (what? What?) in my blick, you fool-bee (yee)

My closet worth a lot of money, Bentley coupe (say what?)

I told Mercury, "I need me a milli', dude" (a milli', a milli', a milli')

I'm poppin' that X, yeah, I'm poppin' that X and I eat like it's food (poppin' it)

I'm poppin' these pills, I'm poppin' these pills, I eat like it's food (pills)

I'm bangin' the Blood, applyin' the pressure, suwhoo (blitt, blitt, blitt)

He suwhoo, he can't run no more, give me his part of the loot (bitch, bitch)

Blitt, blitt, blitt (rockin' with, rockin' with Patrick)

His part of the loot (blitt, blitt, blitt)

I'm bangin' this red, my bitch suwhoo (I bang, blitt)

I'm bangin' this red, my bitch suwhoo (blitt, blitt, blitt)

I'm bangin' the red, my bitch suwhoo (blitt, blitt, blitt)

(Blitt, blitt, I'm bangin' the red, my bitch suwhoo)

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