USPS Lyrics

USPS I be getting biscotti

Ride with a blick I get in every party

She said I was cool so I popped me a Molly

I smoke through the stress I relax off off the mazi

Baby she loving the body

I got to hit and go get me a squally

Loving the fitted and rented the mazi

I can't fuck with niggas that's here for the party

It's a lot for the gang we gone run it up

Baby sorry I changed ain't no lovey dove

And you thought I was different I fucked it up

You was hitting them buttons I didn't trust

If you say that your solid then show it off

Dump a six in a Fanta then throw it up

Off the rip niggas said I been going off

Put some time in this shit but I'm feeling stuck

If you gone ride with me better not lie to me

Got to hell bitch I don't care you a jake

Steady outside with me lied to my face

But it's cool, don't care you was never in the way

I was online and these niggas dick riding

They was cool one day next day straight fake

Could've hit me up same night same day

But it's cool, don't care you was never inna way

You was my slatt nigga you was my slime

I wasted them days when I gave you my time

I just pray for my partners that's up and above

When I wake up I be thinking about love

You shy on the phone but just tell me the truth

Do you see me the same way I see you

Slid in the dm now now she my lil boo

Be up in the PM got me feeling new

I fuck with the Migos you be off the Julio

Fuck with the blue but I pop them I'm sorry though yeah

I got a lot on my mind

I think I found someone that's worth all this time yeah

I just made love to the grind

And woke up to money that should've been mine yeah

I'm close to what really is mine Yeahh

Flipped bout a bean now I'm Scotty too hotty

Flooded the scene now I dropped all the Molly

Fucked up my heart so I fuck up the party

But baby I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry

Said that I love you I'm telling the truth

But love is a word so I'm stuck in this booth

Slim petite baby ouu ouu

Heart beating like

Shorty want to drop for the change let it rain

My shorty want a Glock with a bang and a rang

Sliding in a drop fuck around inna rain

Bitch know I'm turnt but I'm speaking all this pain

Pull up get burnt

Slat slat

Pull up get burnt

Slat slat

Pull up get burnt

Slat slat

USPS I be getting biscotti

Ride with a blick I get in every party

She said I was cool so I popped me a Molly

I smoke through the stress I relax off off the mazi

Baby she loving the body

I got to hit and go get me a squally

Loving the fitted and rented the mazi

I can't fuck with niggas that's here for the party