post malone ft. Emags Lyrics

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

She want the meat, ate it down to the bone

Sped to the trap like ain't nobody home

Drunk every night from my last milestone

Only congratulations, Post Malone

Steady be getting paper through the phone

Hoes keep on looking here like something wrong

Every new drop be your new favorite song

Eat so much sushi this shit feel like home

Home, Home, Home

Tape every day, could have probably built Rome

Hearts in my eyes that's Commes Des Garçon

Heard I fell off? Well you definitely heard wrong

(Ew)

Bitch rub on me like some bar soap

Lines on the counter, shit look like a barcode

Blue diamonds on me, look like Icy Narco

Pound in the trunk I be riding with cargo

(Vroom)

That's exactly how the car go

I'm doing well like my last name was Fargo

Saved by the bell, I'll catch you at the bar though

Don't nobody think you're hard bro

Don't nobody think you're hard, cause you're not

Made this blunt from out of nothing, Scribblenauts

I'm with OBJ, and you getting mogged

AR jumping when I push like a frog

Out the mud, I got this shit out the swamp

Chop got an appetite, I let it chomp

Brodie done caught me laid up with his mom

Damn

Okay bring in the trumpets

When I'm on the way the gang hear me stomping

Heard me pull in got the bass up and thumping

Turn the floor to lava, trap get to jumping

Bring that bass up, but that shit not enough

Smoked an OZ, now I'm coming in dumb

In the whip, I'm sure you're smelling the Runtz

Make a move and Staggy pull out a

(Drum, drum, drum)

Drummer boy

Full on the dash make you turn to a runner boy

And it's gonna hit, you ain't got no other choice

Stag and Emags you ain't hearing another voice

(Yeah)

Walk around Bushwick and know that I got it

Hearing my name once or twice I can't stop it

Jump when this song hit your ear like deposit

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

She want the meat, ate it down to the bone

Sped to the trap like ain't nobody home

Drunk every night from my last milestone

Only congratulations, Post Malone

Steady be getting paper through the phone

Hoes keep on looking here like something wrong

Every new drop be your new favorite song

Eat so much sushi this shit feel like home

Home, Home, Home

Tape every day, could have probably built Rome

Hearts in my eyes that's Commes Des Garçon

Heard I fell off? Well you definitely heard wrong

(Oh,oh, oh, oh)