Текст песни Posted - Yung Bans

Yea
And they all twerk (Bans)
And they all twerk (Bans)
Money so long money so long twerking

Posted on the block, nigga no shirt (no shirt)
3 iPhones and they all twerkin' (and they all twerkin')
Posted in the trap geekin' off a perk (yeah)
Nigga try to rob, put him on a shirt (put him on a shirt)
Posted on the block, nigga no shirt (aye)
3 iPhones and they all twerkin' (twerkin')
Posted in the trap geekin' off a perc (off a perc)
Nigga try to rob, put him on a shirt

Aye, nigga try to rob, but it won't work (won't work)
I'm up in the sky, so high geeking off a percy
Shawty said she love me
'Cause she see me in a coupe swerving
I'ma fuck on her then I pass it to my crew (huh)
Pass it to my crew yeah
She know how I move (bitch)
I count this money, get these racks
And I ain't worried bout you aye
(I ain't worried bout you)
When I fuck these bitches
I'ma smash them to the stud
All my niggas ride for me and my hood loves me too (yeah)
I could show you how to move
Bitch I always keep that fuckers
I'm a shooter trained to shoot aye
Geekin' off the boof, double cup pour deuce, times 2
Young niggas we might rob you for your loot (Bans)

Aye, posted on the block nigga no shirt
Aye, 3 iPhones and they all twerkin'
Aye, Posted in the trap geekin' off a perc
Yeah, nigga try to rob, put him on a shirt (put him on a shirt)
Aye, Posted on the block nigga no shirt (Bans)
3 iPhones and they all twerk
Aye, Posted in the trap geekin' off a perc
Nigga try to rob, put him on a shirt