Postcode

Hook
Postcode to the party put it in the map
Pulled up with two bitches and they fucking bad
Need a six seater Uber call the cab
Im leaving with more women you can do the math

Yea
Swear to God I thought I loved you
We
Used to Kick it like its Kung fu
Yea
I burnt the bridges cause I had too
I
Still think about the days I had you

Verse 1
I thank you for help but don’t try to help me
Your pics still on my phone I got your naked selfies
Yea had you looking fine had you looking wealthy
Yea I didn’t fuck with Fendi put you in Vivendii
Yea taking trips to Paris had to change the climate
Overseas like pirates on the boat to profit
But you on my conscious feelings in the closet
Now I’m in the office making hits for concerts

Hook
Postcode to the party put it in the map
Pulled up with two bitches and they fucking bad
Need a six seater Uber call the cab
Im leaving with more women you can do the math

Yea
Swear to God I thought I loved you
We
Used to Kick it like its Kung fu
Yea
I burnt the bridges cause I had too
I
Still think about the days I had you

Verse 2
I already know the truth to why you telling lies
They already told me bout don’t you act surprised
Just be happy I didn’t see it with my own eyes
I could put your shit on blast and have it televised
Yea different party different postcode
Yea different Girl a different episode
Yea its dark outside girl you should stay close
Yea wait for the Uber its a range rove
No Way
You can’t come my way
Swerve you like olay
Told her I don’t play
Take this bitch a way
Take her far from Ray
Im in the Uk
London where I stay

Hook
Postcode to the party put it in the map
Pulled up with two bitches and they fucking bad
Need a six seater Uber call the cab
Im leaving with more women you can do the math

Yea
Swear to God I thought I loved you
We
Used to Kick it like its Kung fu
Yea
I burnt the bridges cause I had too
I
Still think about the days I had you