Post Malone
Post Malone - Insane lyrics
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Take your bitch Give her back, insane Sent her packing She was acting, crazy Going bat shit In the backseat, range She was classy Now she nasty, hey I’m a bachelor I’m a bastard, hey Don’t believe me You can ask her, hey Going bat shit In the backseat, range She was classy Now she nasty, hey Bring that ass Meet me back stage A million racks I need it cash, cake Yeah, we both got a car but it’s different Yeah, we both got a house but it’s different Yeah, we both got teeth but it’s different I wanna see something in a short skirt please I wanna see something in a shirt skort please Treat my top like my ex I’mma Cut it off completely Treat my top like my ex I’mma Cut it off completely Take your bitch Give her back, insane Sent her packing She was acting, crazy Going bat shit In the backseat, range She was classy Now she nasty, hey I’m a bachelor I’m a bastard, hey Don’t believe me You can ask her, hey Going bat shit In the backseat, range She was classy Now she nasty, hey Second verse Second verse, yay Second verse Second verse, again Put her on game This is not the same though This is a Mulsanne Diamonds make a rainbow Keep my glocky tucked like a baby in a manger When your girl around me she treat you like a stranger I got 20-30 strippers in the sprinter van It’s a little cramped to try to teach me how to dance Oh And you talking that shit but You ain’t gonna do shit ooh I ain’t even gotta get up Ain’t nobody scared of you, ooh Take your bitch Give her back, insane Sent her packing She was acting, crazy Going bat shit In the backseat, range She was classy Now she nasty, hey I’m a bachelor I’m a bastard, hey Don’t believe me You can ask her, hey Going bat shit In the backseat, range She was classy Now she nasty, hey