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Post Malone

(And we gone) (And we gone) (And we gone, and we gone, and we gone, uh) God damn it Baby Stone See me in that black Lamb, call me Bruce Wayne Bought a pair of Robins just to leave 'em with a stain See us ridin' in the Rari's, no Mustangs My car too fast to be switchin' dumb lanes B-Bitches wanna fuck me, just for the fame We go hard in the paint, Waka Flocka Flame I'ma dog out that cage though, don't worry about my age All you need to know, girl, I'm fresh and I'm paid Super Saiyan, James Harden with the Rocky Woo (Ow, bow) Swervin' diamond truck with my homie Baby Stone (Bling) Everything about that guala, 'bout that guap they throwin' Molly water in the bottle, gone like adios (Ooh) (And we gone, and we gone, and we gone) (And we gone, and we gone) (And we gone, and we gone) And we gone Sauce And we gone No mercy (Ay, ay, ay) Old school with my {?} Still draped up like a Don dada Wit a mean bitch, that's a Rottweiler Fashion killa, she a top model It's the lord, nigga It's the "Turn to the {?}" nigga (Turn) Plus alcohol make me ball quicker It's a A1 if my dog get you (Dober) Phone calls I'm ignorin' Unless you kickin' me, {?} Fake niggas wanna see it (See it, bruh) Broke niggas be indorsin' (Wha?) Get that money off some {?} shit (Yeah) Get to flippin' like a dolphin fin (Sauce) Take L's, you don't wanna win (What?) Sober life, you don't wanna sin? {?} Super Saiyan, James Harden with the Rocky Woo (Ow, bow) Swervin' diamond truck with my homie Baby Stone (Bling) Everything about that guala, 'bout that guap they throwin' Molly water in the bottle, gone like adios (Ooh) (And we gone, and we gone, and we gone) (And we gone, and we gone, woo) (And we gone, and we gone) And we gone And we gone Swerve in both lanes, fuck what rappers sayin' Billie Gvates in this bitch, uh Money talk fast All I know is how to get it I been gunnin' OT Ridin' whip, baby, stuntin' My nigga Sauce, not me They say, "Talk cheap," ain't a damn thing free Hoodie, ski mask, that money don't last Niggas tryna learn to surf but skipped swim class, uh Fake Pierce hash, organic when I ask, uh I be on the gettin' money fast, gold bricks in the stash, uh Roll some up, but I don't smoke blunts, yuh I ain't gon' front, tell the baby shape jump, hol' up Roll some up, I don't smoke blunts I ain't gon' front, tell the baby shape jump Super Saiyan, James Harden with the Rocky Woo (Ow, bow) Swervin' diamond truck with my homie Baby Stone (Bling) Everything about that guala, 'bout that guap they throwin' Molly water in the bottle, gone like adios (Ooh) (And we gone, and we gone, and we gone) (And we gone, and we gone) (And we gone, and we gone) And we gone And we gone

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