Post Malone – Yours Truly, Austin Post Lyrics

Yours Truly, Austin Post Lyrics by Post Malone

I just came down from the high of my life
I just, I just came down from the high of my life
See us popping champagne, we could do it all night
And if everything gone bad we gon’ make it alright

How you expecting awards when you ain’t put in work
And I just got off the phone, yeah with my realtor
And I’ve been eating so good that bitch my belly broke
And I might cop that Mustang cause bitch that Bentley talk
Put that sauce on that bitch real quick
Put that ice on that wrist real slick
Girl I know you know my wallet’s real thick
And I’m wondering what your drinking

I just came down from the high of my life
I just, I just came down from the high of my life
See us popping champagne, we could do it all night
And if everything gone bad we gon’ make it alright

We gon’ fucking fuck with y’all, do it
We don’t gotta stunt on y’all, do we?
Bring that money back to yours truly
When I’m rocking all my God and jewelry

Yeah, hey
I just hopped out the foreign
Looking so pretty, yeah
And yeah, that watch on my arm look like a trillion
You know that White Iverson, no keep that [jewelry tucked]
And I just bought out my brain, I feel like Bubba Chuck
Girl I’m zoned out, I feel my zans
Ain’t nobody understand
It’s you and I, go and call your friends
Let’s get a lot of kerosine
You gon’ ride that bumpy grind
Yeah, let me see that double time
You ain’t gotta tell them hoes, because they know
Yeah

I just came down from the high of my life
I just, I just came down from the high of my life
See us popping champagne, we could do it all night
And if everything gone bad we gon’ make it alright

We gon’ fucking fuck with y’all, do it
We don’t gotta stunt on y’all, do we?
Bring that money back to yours truly
When I’m rocking all my God and jewelry

Tell me, who do you call?
When the night gets rough
And you’re sitting by the phone
Cause all those drugs worn off

I just came down from the high of my life
I just, I just came down from the high of my life
See us popping champagne, we could do it all night
And if everything gone bad we gon’ make it alright

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