Post & Delete歌詞

written by: Christopher Maurice Brown; Lyrica Anderson; Elvis Milord
Propaganda:WEIYIN Music（維音唱片）
Woah
Cyril (Cyril)
Cyril (Cyril)
Wayne! (Oh)
I've been drinking so much champagne (yeah)
See me swerving in the Wraith (wraith)
She act like I'm her chauffeur (ffeur)
She want a standing ovation (nah)
Not, tryna be part of that wave (wave)
Commas as if we conversate (sate)
Tryna throw it in my face (face)
Tryna get me out my game, I say
Post and delete, yeah (woah)
Post and delete, ha (yeah)
Post and delete, yeah
Woah, woah, post and delete (woah)
Post and delete, indecisive (woah)
Post and delete
Post and delete (yeah, woah)
Post and delete (ow!)
Hey little mama you trippin' (trippin')
I ain’t really with that issue (nah)
It's gon' really be some s**t?
If I get caught on the internet with you (woah, woah!)
I don't really do the pictures (woah!)
We gon' do this a little different (woah, woah!)
Ain’t no touchin' or no kissin' (woah!)
When we're in public, shawty, just listen (woah, woah, woah, woah!)
I post and delete, don't keep it up
These people just tryna keep up with us (yeah)
Put two and two?
Tryna figure out if me and you ******' or what (or what)
Shawty, you just want the wave (wave)
******' with me 'cause I'm paid (paid)
Shawty, you already know (know)
'Cause a young wigga made (Aaw!)
I've been drinking so much champagne (yeah)
See me swerving in the Wraith (wraith)
She act like I'm her chauffeur (ffeur)
She want a standing ovation (nah)
Not tryna be part of that wave (wave)
Commas as if we conversate (sate)
Tryna throw it in my face (face)
Tryna get me out my game, I say
Post and delete, yeah (woah)
Post and delete, ha (yeah)
Post and delete, yeah
Woah, woah, post and delete (woah)
Post and delete, indecisive (woah)
Post and delete
Post and delete (yeah, woah)
Post and delete (ow!)
Had to block your account and unfollow your ass
Yeah, *****, you the worst
And if you tryna tag me, I'ma start spazzin'
Shade room, baller alert
I was just mindin' my business, it was just me and my wiggas
You started likin' his pictures
I started pipin' these b*****s
***** pop a Perc' and get busy
I'm about to **** around and call this *****
Like delete all that s**t
Can't keep my name out your mouth, eatin' all that ****
Jugglin' my b***s and s**t
Always tryna record my conversations like a federale
And everybody tryna reach me like I'm Ricky Bobby
I’m Wayne, that don't mean I'm Illuminati
Ain't gotta pull a trigger, homies got a couple bodies, believe that
I ain't with the fake s**t, chopper gon' spray s**t
Heard you like Emoji with the faces
Never give a police my statement
Never say s**t 'bout the bricks that I had up in my bas***nt
Stop it, what the **** you want from me?
I know my time and my money, *****, that ain't free
What you call a king with a chain? A masterpiece
And don't cut that s**t if you gon' post and delete, *****
I've been drinking so much champagne (yeah)
See me swerving in the Wraith (wraith)
She act like I'm her chauffeur (ffeur)
She want a standing ovation (nah)
Not tryna be part of that wave (wave)
Commas as if we conversate (sate)
Tryna throw it in my face (face)
Tryna get me out my game, I say
Post and delete, yeah (woah)
Post and delete, ha (yeah)
Post and delete, yeah
Woah, woah, post and delete, (woah)
Post and delete, indecisive (woah)
Post and delete
Post and delete (yeah, woah)
Post and delete (ow!)
Cyril Wayne (Ow!)