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prod. bad dude – post malone – insane (ft. xxxtentacion & travis scott) lyrics

[intro: post malone]
(yeah, we want to go insane)

[chorus: post malone]
take your b+tch, give her back, insane
sent her packing, she was actin’ crazy
goin’ batsh+t in the backseat, range
she was classy, now she nasty, hey
i’m a bachelor, i’m a b+st+rd, hey (wow)
don’t believe me? you can ask her, hey
goin’ batsh+t in the backseat, range
she was classy, now she nasty, hey
[verse 1: post malone]
bring that ass, meet me back stage
a million racks, i need it cash, cake
yeah, we both got a car, but it’s different
yeah, we both got a house, but it’s different
yeah, we both got t++th, but it’s different
(both got t++th, both got t++th, yeah)
i wanna see somethin’ in a short skirt, please
i wanna see somethin’ in a shirt skort, please (wow)
treat my top like my ex, i’ma cut it off completely
treat my top like my ex, i’ma cut it off completely (skrrt skrrt)

[chorus: post malone]
take your b+tch, give her back, insane (wow)
sent her packing, she was actin’ crazy
goin’ batsh+t in the backseat, range (wow)
she was classy, now she nasty, hey
i’m a bachelor, i’m a b+st+rd, hey (wow)
don’t believe me? you can ask her, hey
goin’ batsh+t in the backseat, range (ooh)
she was classy, now she nasty, hey (wow)

[verse 2: post malone]
second verse, second verse, yay
second verse, second verse, again
put her on game, this is not the same though
this is a mulsanne, diamonds make a rainbow
keep my glocky tucked like a baby in a manger
when your girl around me, she treat you like a stranger
i got 20, 30 strippers in the sprinter van
it’s a little cramped to try to teach me how to dance
ooh, you talkin’ that sh+t, but
you ain’t gonna do sh+t, ooh (gonna do sh+t, ooh)
i ain’t even gotta get up (get it)
ain’t n0body scared of you, ooh (d+mn)
[chorus: post malone & xxxtentacion]
take your b+tch, give her back, insane (wow)
sent her packing, she was actin’ crazy
goin’ batsh+t in the backseat, range
she was classy, now she nasty, hey
i’m a bachelor, i’m a b+st+rd, hey (wow)
don’t believe me? you can ask her, hey
goin’ batsh+t in the backseat, range (wow)
she was classy, now she nasty, hey (hey) (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 3: xxxtentacion]
criss+cross applesauce
ride up on my croggy, uh
eat the plate, no rick ross
i got some ape, no harambe, uh
n0body sayin’, that she said
she wanna tug my denim, mm
if you think that x is broke
then look at my motherf+ckin’ banknote
okay, like, are you okay, annie?
in a phantom like i’m danny, huh
i’m tryna f+ck your granny
tryna get dagger d+ck in her whole panties, huh
said she really wanna touch eem body
but i just want brain like a nerd, rocka
shout+out to 333rd
i’m flippin’ the bird, the bird is the word, huh
i just came, she clean it up like billy mays, ha, ha
she got lockjaw, i put my d+ck all in her face, ha, ha
her p+ssy hurt, might need a band+aid, i’m p+ssy bandit, yuh, yuh
don’t k!ll my vibe, lil’ b+tch, why are you tripping?
you makin’ me frantic, yeah, ayy
uno, dos, tres, huh, b+tches givin’ neck, uh
if it’s for a check, uh, i might break a sweat, uh
like i’m boonk, yeah, tune, yeah
i might leave you mad as f+ck, oh true, yeah
these f+ck n+ggas hittin’ like they saying “ayy” (ayy)
[verse 4: travis scott]
yeah, this sh+t way too formal, y’all know i don’t follow suit
stacey dash, most of these girls ain’t got a clue
all of these hoes i made off records i produced
i might take all my exes and put ’em all in a group
hit my eses, i need the bootch
’bout to turn this function to bonnaroo
told her, “hop in, you comin’ too”
in the 305, b+tches treat me like i’m uncle luke
(don’t stop, pop that p+ssy!)
had to slop the top off, it’s just a roof, uh
she said, “where we goin’?” i said, “the moon”
we ain’t even make it to the room
she thought it was the ocean, it’s just the pool
now i got her open, it’s just the goose
who put this sh+t together? i’m the glue

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