Postal Caskey

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[Intro]
Off that vanity
With choppers cause calamity, and folks gon' lose they sanity
I’m stoned in Los Angeles, where bitches lose they sanity
With choppers cause calamity, yeah

[Chorus]
So proud of myself, I just went jugged me fifty grand (grand)
Check inside my pocket, I'm a walkin' bidness man (man)
Lookin’ at my chopper, y'all don't want the bidness, man (man)
When you winnin', they gon' talk that shit, don't give a damn (ayy)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm turned up, want that Pusha T type confidence
Rappers want be competition, chopper change your composition
Turned up, I don't need to hear no opposition
Crib look like the spot to fish in, fishscale that I got from bitches
I’m turned up, feelin’ large, y'all fuck boys don’t try no shit
That victory mirage, it's not real life, I'll fry your shit
I feel like a beast, I turn up the heat, I had a lil beef I'm knockin’ my list off
Shawty just came to crib, she saw all the whips and asked why I'm pissed off
Bitch, I got scars, they don't want me in charge
We started this with bars, blues on me like Avatar
Someone stopped me in the street, thought they'd seen a shootin' star
That's just me inside my car, I smoke big backwood cigars, hey