Post Malone - The Meaning lyrics

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Post Malone - The Meaning lyrics

[Intro: FKi 1st] All this green, Looking at my wrist Like what the f** you really mean All this money n***a, All this green Looking at my wrist like what the f** you really mean All this money n***a, All this green Looking at my wrist like what the f** you really mean I got a couple b**hes do they really love me Looking at my neck like what the f** it really mean All this money n***a, All this green Living that life like a f**ing movie screen I got a couple b**hes do they really love me Looking at my neck like what the f** it really mean [Verse 1: FKi 1st] My momma just called she said where the f** you been I said I ain't coming home until I get her a Benz She said what happened to what's her name That hoe ain't my friend, They be cool with you one day But they just f**ing pretending This is the beginning never know no ending We ain't imitations what the f** is our ceiling I need [?] Don't need the depend, need to learn to read and not no f**ing sense If you talking money, Then I might show off my penmanship I can't even flex on Instagram Cause y'all n***as love to steal my sh** I ain't even worried this is one of the advantages Remember when you see this sh**, yeah FKi 1st did this sh** [Hook: FKi 1st] All this money n***a, All this green Looking at my wrist like what the f** you really mean I got a couple b**hes do they really love me Looking at my neck like what the f** it really mean All this money n***a, All this green Living that life like a f**ing movie screen I got a couple b**hes do they really love me Looking at my neck like what the f** it really mean [Verse 2: Post Malone] Leaning through the city and I got my whole team Cup is overflowing spilled some flavour on my seat Bathing ape tee, I got Balmain on my jeans Starting once again, Don't know what the f** it means I don't give a f** about a b**h no I ain't ever drunk, I'm getting rich hoe All I'm trying to do is stack that guala and make my mami proud Smoking hundred dollar papers with my woe Oh yeah I sit on top and go fast, I don't need a chauffeur Talking sh** what do you got to f**ing show for You know I'm the one they book the show for 30 bands up front [Hook: FKi 1st] All this money n***a, All this green Looking at my wrist like what the f** you really mean I got a couple b**hes do they really love me Looking at my neck like what the f** it really mean All this money n***a, All this green Living that life like a f**ing movie screen I got a couple b**hes do they really love me Looking at my neck like what the f** it really mean