Biography:
Austin Richard Post (born July 4, 1995), known professionally as Post Malone, is an American singer-songwriter, rapper, record producer, and guitarist. He first gained major recognition in February 2015, after the release of his debut single "White Iverson". In August 2015, Malone landed a record deal with Republic Records. On December 9, 2016, he released his debut studio album Stoney.
Following the success of his 2016 Stoney single Congratulations
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Other songs:
- Better Now
- Circles
- Congratulations
- Deja Vu
- Feeling Whitney
- Go Flex
- Goodbyes
- Goodbyes (feat. Young Thug)
- I Fall Apart
- I Fall Apart And Location
- Rockstar
- Stay
- Sunflower
- Sunflower Ft. Swae Lee
- White Iverson
- Whitney
- Sunflower (& Swae Lee)
- Ball For Me
- Big Lie
- Blame It On Me
- Boy Bandz
- Broken Whiskey Glass
- Candy Paint
- Cold
- Feel
- Hit This Hard
- Hollywood Dreams Come Down
- Holyfield
- Jonestown Interlude
- Leave
- Monte
- No Option
- Otherside
- Over Now
- Paranoid
- Patient
- Psycho
- Rich And Sad
- Spoil My Night
- Sugar Wraith
- Tears
- Too Young
- Up There
- Why Dont You Love Me
- Wow
- Yours Truly Austin Post
- Zack And Codeine
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[Chorus]
F Em
....Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
C Dm
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Bb Am
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Gm C7
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
C F C
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Dm Dm7
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Bb Am
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
F Gm C
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
[Verse 1]
F C
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth
Dm C
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit
Bb A Am
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit
Gm C
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit
F C
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it,"
Dm C
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit
Bb F
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Gm C
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
F C Dm C
And I'm like "Woah, man, my neck so goddamn coldâ
Bbmaj7 F
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
Gm Gm7 C7 C F
I got homies, let it go, oh
C Dm
My money thick, won't ever fold
C Bb
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
F Fm Gm7 C
And I can't ever tell you no
[Verse 2]
F C
The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
Dm C
I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
Bb Am
It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
Gm7 C7
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch
C F C
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Dm7 C
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Bb F Gm7
Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)
C
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
F C
We gon' get high, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dm7 C
Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Bbmaj7 Am
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
Gm7 C7
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
C7 F C
Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
Dm7
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
C Bbmaj7 Am
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Gm7 C
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
[Chorus]
F C
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Dm7 Dm
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
C Bb Am
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Gm C F
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
[Chorus]
F Em
....Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
C Dm
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Bb Am
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Gm C7
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
C F C
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Dm Dm7
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Bb Am
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
F Gm C
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
[Verse 1]
F C
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth
Dm C
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit
Bb A Am
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit
Gm C
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit
F C
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it,"
Dm C
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit
Bb F
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Gm C
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
F C Dm C
And I'm like "Woah, man, my neck so goddamn coldâ
Bbmaj7 F
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
Gm Gm7 C7 C F
I got homies, let it go, oh
C Dm
My money thick, won't ever fold
C Bb
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
F Fm Gm7 C
And I can't ever tell you no
[Verse 2]
F C
The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
Dm C
I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
Bb Am
It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
Gm7 C7
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch
C F C
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Dm7 C
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Bb F Gm7
Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)
C
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
F C
We gon' get high, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dm7 C
Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Bbmaj7 Am
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
Gm7 C7
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
C7 F C
Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
Dm7
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
C Bbmaj7 Am
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Gm7 C
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
[Chorus]
F C
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Dm7 Dm
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
C Bb Am
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Gm C F
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
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