Another Cup Post Malone (Ft. FKi)

[Intro: FKi 1st]
Hahaha
Turn up
Turn up
Yeah
Hahaha

[Pre-Chorus: Post Malone]
Tell my dudes, "Bring the bottles to the crib"
Call them hoes, bring them models to the crib
We turnin' up, it's full throttle in this bitch
Fuck is up with all these haters talkin' shit?

[Chorus: Post Malone]
I just poured me up a cup
(I just poured me up a cup)
Call the plug and see what's up
(Call my plug and see what's up)
Ayy, I just poured me up a cup
(I just poured me up a cup)
Lemme show these haters up
(Lemme show these haters up)

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
Put the damn lean in the rocka
Pull up to the scene b-b-baka
Balmain, whole screen light the block up
Lookin' damn clean with the shopper
Screaming "Wu-tang Queen", I'm a shopper
They see us lookin' evil with the hover
Pull up, ski-mask, balaclava
Damn, let me do the honors (honors)
Sign my name over by the commas
Hit the dash, spend a grand at Benihana's (got me faded, oh my God)
Everything designer
Margiela got me lookin' like I'm walkin' on some water (oh shit)
Drop the top on the whip for the summer
Just finished this bottle, think I'm 'bout to pop another
Tell the waitress, "Keep 'em comin'" (damn right)
We always turnt up, ho, it's nothing
And tell my old bitch "don't worry who I'm fuckin'" (uh)
Keep the 'rari engine running, hit the gas and I fuckin' blast past
Spillin' champagne out the damn glass
Bitch, I'm stuck (bitch, I'm stuck)
And I'm livin' out in Cali now (bitch)
And, bitch, my life is lavish now (turn up)
Blowin' money and I'm laughin' now (laughin')
Rodeo, drive a 424, I'm cashin' out