​post malone

[Intro]
I get racks, whatchu thought?
His music ass, he a bot
Turn 'em into lunch meat, put in a box– (Innocent!)

[Chorus]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Baby, what you on
I’m a king, bitch, need my throne
If they catch me, plead the fifth
I cannot do letters, no
I’m with Springg up in this bitch
She say this her favourite song
I fuck that ho, then going home
I be fucking with some foreigns, but some white like Post Malone
I do not fuck with no orange, 'cause my life like lemon, ho
In my raps, I put in pain, they say I’m the antidote
Look up at the sky, like I gotta reach the top
She wanna come by, I told that hoe, "Give me top"
I get racks, whatchu thought?
His music ass, he a bot
Turn 'em into lunch meat, put in a box

[Bridge]
Take a Perc', I’m outta’ here, I can’t feel my chest
Only going up from here, gotta manifest
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh

[Chorus]
Baby, what you on
I’m a king, bitch, need my throne
If they catch me, plead the fifth
I cannot do letters, no
I’m with Springg up in this bitch
She say this her favourite song
I fuck that ho, then going home
I be fucking with some foreigns, but some white like Post Malone
I do not fuck with no orange, 'cause my life like lemon, ho
In my raps, I put in pain, they say I’m the antidote
Look up at the sky, like I gotta reach the top
She wanna come by, I told that hoe, "Give me top"
I get racks, whatchu thought?
His music ass, he a bot
Turn 'em into lunch meat, put in a box

[Outro: dextra]
Nah, bro, Rimo's too hard
I really feel like life is.. Magenta.​