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Okay, Post Malone with that pistol
I see you as dead tissue
I know that you hard as tissues
See you giggle like tickle
Your ♥♥♥♥♥ seeking me like missile
Heat Sensor my pickle
You know I don't tell no riddle
Rope around money like a reel
How is you feeling vro?
Feeling like the Four, I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though?
Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench fur coat
You smoke oregano I'm smoking on that cat piss
I'ma be real ya know, when I whip my ♥♥♥♥ out
She said "too big, gotta map this"
Map, map, map
Kilos that I have I blow cash cash
Put them in the field like baseball bat
And I'm fresher off a lick like a whole Tic-Tac
You done ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up like you Take A Step Back
Cool cat like a stray in a freezer in the back
Like you're Jay-Z no Roc-A-Fella holla back
But I'm 'bout the damn money boomerang back
Like lisp, this how I speak 'cause I sip
Meanwhile bust under your ♥♥♥♥♥
In your mouth I fit a fist
Pistol best friends with my hip
Like T.I. ya ♥♥♥♥♥ as a tip
I don't get head I get lip
The sauce is water, I dripped
The sauce is water, I—
How is you feeling vro?
Feeling like the Four, ♥♥♥♥♥ I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though?
Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench fur coat
You smoke oregano I'm smoking on that cat piss
I'ma be real ya know, when I whip my ♥♥♥♥ out
She said "too big, gotta map this"
How is you feeling vro?
Feeling like the Four, ♥♥♥♥♥ I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though?
Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench fur coat
You smoke oregano I'm smoking on that cat piss
I'ma be real ya know, when I whip my ♥♥♥♥ out
She said "too big, gotta map this"