Post Up Benz (Ft. Lil Tracy)

[Verse 1: Benz]
Yeah, post up lil nigga, post up, aye (Post up)
Post up lil nigga, post up (Post up)
Post up lil nigga, post up, aye (Post up)
Pull up with yo' girlfriend in a Hummer truck, aye (Hummer truck)
Got a shotty's on the whip, you know what's up, aye (Know what's up)
Got yo' bitch in my DMs, she choosin' up, aye (She choosin' up)
I don't even know that bitch but I'm gon' fuck, aye (Yeah, I'm gon' fuck)
She said she like the way I be wearing FUBU, yeah (Oh, you like it?)
Niggas be talkin' crazy, they catch the toolie, yeah (Shoot)
She look like she like niggas who work at Zumiez, yeah (What?)
Look at the diamonds on my wrist, it's a movie, yeah (Aight, aye)

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy]
I need a model bitch like Tyra Banks (Like Tyra Banks)
Swеrvin' in a Mercedes lеavin' the bank (Leavin' the bank)
Yeah, I smell good, I'm smokin' stank, yeah (Smokin' stank, yeah)
If I pull up in a Range, she gon' faint, yeah (She gon' faint, yeah)
Aye, I got that pussy dripping like cocaine, yeah (Like cocaine, yeah)
Lil nigga I'm posted up where you ain't, yeah (Where you ain't, yeah)
I'm posted up where you ain't (Where you ain't)
Can't reach me on my Samsung like Lil Wayne (Like Lil Wayne)
Bitch I'm coolin' with shooters and they got aim (And they got aim)
Bitch I hop out the foreign, I'm lookin' strange (I'm lookin' strange)
Pretty bitch choosin' on me, oh, that's yo' main? Yeah (Oh, that's yo' main? Yeah)
Post up lil nigga, post up (Post up)
Post up lil nigga, post up (Post up)
Post up (Post up)
Post up (Post up)
Post up (Post up)
Post up (Post up)
Ye (Ye)