Post Up lyrics

by

Lil Tracy


[Verse 1: Benz]
Yeah, post up lil n*gga, post up, aye (Post up)
Post up lil n*gga, post up (Post up)
Post up lil n*gga, post up, aye (Post up)
Pull up with yo' girlfriend in a Hummer truck, aye (Hummer truck)
Got a shotty's on the whip, you know what's up, aye (Know what's up)
Got yo' b*tch in my DMs, she choosin' up, aye (She choosin' up)
I don't even know that b*tch but I'm gon' f*ck, aye (Yeah, I'm gon' f*ck)
She said she like the way I be wearing FUBU, yeah (Oh, you like it?)
n*ggas be talkin' crazy, they catch the toolie, yeah (Shoot)
She look like she like n*ggas who work at Zumiez, yeah (What?)
Look at the diamonds on my wrist, it's a movie, yeah (Aight, aye)

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy]
I need a model b*tch like Tyra Banks (Like Tyra Banks)
Swеrvin' in a Mercedes lеavin' the bank (Leavin' the bank)
Yeah, I smell good, I'm smokin' stank, yeah (Smokin' stank, yeah)
If I pull up in a Range, she gon' faint, yeah (She gon' faint, yeah)
Aye, I got that pus*y dripping like cocaine, yeah (Like cocaine, yeah)
Lil n*gga I'm posted up where you ain't, yeah (Where you ain't, yeah)
I'm posted up where you ain't (Where you ain't)
Can't reach me on my Samsung like Lil Wayne (Like Lil Wayne)
b*tch I'm coolin' with shooters and they got aim (And they got aim)
b*tch I hop out the foreign, I'm lookin' strange (I'm lookin' strange)
Pretty b*tch choosin' on me, oh, that's yo' main? Yeah (Oh, that's yo' main? Yeah)
Post up lil n*gga, post up (Post up)
Post up lil n*gga, post up (Post up)
Post up (Post up)
Post up (Post up)
Post up (Post up)
Post up (Post up)
Ye (Ye)
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