Cupcakke - Post Pic lyrics

[Verse 1] Let me hit the same pose p**y deep, sinkhole See my pic, won’t scroll Watching me, episode Breaking up a happy home If he see me in a thong I post a pic and he moan You better step on his phone [Hook] Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** I bet your n***a get the lotion Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** I bet your n***a get the lotion [Verse 2] Screenshot so much his bu*ton got stuck Ripe a** b**h, he don’t give no f** He go to the clinic to check his blood Masturbating to my pics, he don’t pee in a cup Drop a comment with emoji of an apple My pics on every n***a phone like the apps, so I got the juice, b**h, I got the snapple Only big ballers I might let tackle (give me that money!) Say you get paper, oh wow There must be no paper towels Wiping your dick from that [?] Been staring at pics for a while n***a wanna tweet me In my DM’s, sneaky Sending dick pics that’s the size of my pinky I’m too kinky, you can’t please me Can’t double tap it ’cause your hand’s too greasy [Hook] Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** I bet your n***a get the lotion Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** I bet your n***a get the lotion [Verse 3] b**hes scrolling through my likes To see what they n***a might like Multiple message he sent (He did!) That’s how you know I’m his type I’m not trying to be your wife Don’t even want you for a night Not posing in no dirty mirrors So hire a mate to come wipe [Hook] Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** I bet your n***a get the lotion Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** I bet your n***a get the lotion [Verse 4] f** a WCW, take me off your page I got no love for you Pic so cold, got your phone froze Now you need a mother, mother Motherf**ing troubleshoot, damn I’m loving this view, let me take a pic Right here, need a few, damn That one was cute But gotta take it over ’cause the wind just blew My sh** gotta look like profession My sh** gotta get them erections My sh** gotta look like I’m up in the church And I’m handing out so many blessings My pics gotta have ’em distracted My pics gotta snatch off they edges My pics gotta look like I’m ’bout to go On the cover of the magazine ‘Essence’ [Hook] Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** I bet your n***a get the lotion Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** Post pic, oh sh** I bet your n***a get the lotion