Post Malone — Good Morning

[Verse 1: Post Malone] I got diamonds look like lemonade Rollie pollie, [?], baby? I don't want, but I secure my place, baby Please don't let me say there ain't no way, yeah-eah Yeah-eah, I oh-oh, please, baby, don't go [?], I don't know, [?], let's go And oh no, ayy, oh-oh, and oh no, ayy, oh-oh Please let me, oh-oh-oh, oh no no, [?] [?], what you mad at? Roll the fuck on it, I'ma chop the jet up [?], oh no, I ain't talkin' 'bout Jada [?] sit her on a private plane, yeah [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2: Post Malone] Yeah, yeah, Europe, ayy Pull up on me baby, right now, ayy Flexin' on that bitch, it's [?], yeah I remember back at [?] now, yeah [?] baby right now, yeah, yeah I'ma ring my lil' baby right now, ayy [?] right now Rollie on them bitches right now, yeah [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3: Post Malone] Don't let me go, don't want to, ayy No, don't let me go, don't [?] Diamonds look like [Instrumental Break] [Verse 4: Post Malone] And now [?] I left for sure, yeah I roll up [?] fresh Dior, yeah That baby Bentley linkin', that's for sure, yeah I got the [?] more, yeah, yeah [Instrumental Break] [Verse 5: Post Malone & Quavo] Let me go, let me go, diamond show, [?] Animal, that's for sure, that's what's cold, let's see it That's for me, that's for me, that's for me Let it roll, let 'em all, let 'em all, that's for free Got a hunnid and I'm flexin', baby, that's for me [?] see ya, baby I don't even wanna, no, no, 'bout ya, baby I don't wanna, woah, mhm, woah [?] mama [?] Rollin' through the [?] baby dad, I'm blazin' on my wrist Rollie on her baby, wanna tell me that I'm the shit [?] (Yeah) [Refrain: Quavo] Good mornin', good mornin', good mornin' (Hey) Good mornin', good mornin', good mornin' (Yeah) Good mornin', good mornin', good mornin' (Huh?) Good mornin', good mornin', good mornin' (Aw) [Verse 6: Quavo] Good mornin', love (Good mornin') The stars above (Stars) I wanna say (Yeah) I'm fly like dove (Uh, yeah) Yeah-yeah, fly like a pretty lil' birdie (Ayy, brrt) Yeah-yeah, I'm in the Maybach with curtains (Ayy, skrrt) Yeah-yeah, takin' all of these drugs on purpose (Ayy, woo) Yeah-yeah, I'm just livin' my life, I deserve it (Woah) I'm from where all they do is cook up (Skrrt, skrrt) [?] bad bitch, it give me good luck (Bad) Pull up, pull up, get in, shut up, shut up Hook up (Woo), I got the hook up, Master P hook up (Ayy, yeah) [Bridge: Quavo] Uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh Goodbye, goodbye Good times (Good times) Goodbye, good times Goodbye [Verse 7: Quavo] We [?] the times Do you believe in the times? Do you? Do you, do, do, do you believe in the times? Do you, do you believe in the time that I told you that we was goin' make it? And you ain't think that you could save me [?] we ain't have it You ain't think that we was goin' make it Now you wanna have my babies, huh (What she wanna do?) She said she wanna have my babies (What you wanna do?) 'Cause she crazy, crazy, cray, crazy, crazy, cray Crazy, crazy, cray, crazy, crazy So loco, loco, lo, loco, loco, lo, loco, loco So psycho, psycho, so psycho, psycho She typo, typo (She psycho, psycho) She the right ho, right ho (She right ho, right though) But right though, right though But right now, right now I can't even go for her [?] and she want She bi-po', bi-po', she bi-po', bi-po' She a bad bitch, bad bitch, got lipo, lipo She crazy, crazy, she crazy, crazy She crazy, crazy, really, really Bi-po', bi-po', got lipo, lipo She bi-po', bi-po', got lipo, lipo She psycho, psycho, she loco, loco She crazy, crazy, she crazy, crazy [Instrumental Break] [Verse 8: Quavo] Drop top on my drop top [?] Drop tops on my gang [?] She wanna [?] She wanna ride on the top, [?] [Instrumental Break] [Verse 9: Quavo] Uh, you think that you can play me? 'Cause you so crazy, crazy You bi-po', bi-po' You need therapy, you need therapy You just got out of surgery, uh And with your fine ass, I'ma buy you a bag Every time you get mad, but I'ma go let my pants sag And I'ma go pull up in Jags, and I'ma go pull up in Jags And I'ma go pull up in Wraith, yeah, you know you my taste Yeah, you know you my taste, I'ma invite you to my place I'ma invite you to my place, I'ma put Rollie on your way I'ma put Rollie on your hand, I'ma put Xanny on your waist, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah


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