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post up - kombo lyrics

[intro]
post up, post up, post up, post up (mmm, phew)

[verse]
they was hating on me and then they went out sad, like (yeah)
i could touch a bag just from sitting on my ass, like (yeah)
t*this b*tch stupid as the f*ck, she think she finna gaslight (yeah)
told that bih’ to post up
i got bl!cks, post up (mmm)
dip, testarossa (mmm)
all my ice on minnesota (yeah)
then pour fours inside the soda
your b*tch said that i’m a soldier (yeah)
she like my season, october
ain’t no drake lil’ b*tch, it’s over (mmm, phew)
how the f*ck i get all of these racks? my life ain’t f*cking over (woo)
you a cheap ass b*tch, and you gon’ buy her ass some fashion nova (yeah)
i been putting off*white on my fit, and under that pеrsona (bee)
ask that b*tch, “yeah, what she wanna do?”, said “f*ck me til’ it’s ovеr” [clap, slurp]

[outro]
post up, post up, post up, post up
post up, post up, post up, post up (mmm, phew)
p*post up, post up, post up, post up
post up, post up, post up, post up (mmm, phew)

- kombo lyrics

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