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Hundred thousand on a small-ass chain
Hundred thousand on a bottle champagne
Half a million for a watch with no diamonds
Brought cash to the jewelers, still had change

Ooh, sharks in the crib and in the backyard
Elevator in the house, never got stuck
I just looked in the mirror, got star struck
I just looked at your bitch and got eye-fucked
Who the fuck wanna race? Put your money up
All you see is license plates far in front of ya
I gave a bad bitch a taste of the good life
She licked her lips twice and told me that I´m yummier
Glass house on the block, five floors in it
Got a picture on the wall that cost more than it
You observing it, I´m absorbing it
Judge mad ´cause a nigga make more than him
Ignoring him, I know you can´t ignore the rims
I´m going in ´til I´m pouring in more than Ms
I´m courtin´ swimsuit models that don´t know who I am
And foreign twins, I tell ´em that I star in films

My warrant´s clear as day like Doris is
When I ain´t trippin then my lawyers is
So what the charges is?
Put it on my tab, baller shit
I´m from the cell to the mall with this

[Hook]
Now tell them motherfuckers, I´m
I´m post-bail ballin´, post-bail ballin´
Go tell the warden, I´m
I´m post-bail ballin´, post-bail ballin´
Go tell the warden, I´m

Soon as I get home, I´m go and get that brand new Bentley
And I´mma honk the horn, ridin´ passed the penitentiary
And I´mma drive slow, ridin´ passed the elementary

Then give it to my whoas, tell ´em "Don´t even mention"

One time
For the hustlers and the young moms
My presidential said it´s crunch time
Looking in my son´s eyes
Only time I see a upside
I tell him he gon´ be a tough guy
Never be a punchline
Tell him never wait in one line
Tell him not even a lunch line
Pray more than sometimes
When the cops come, you tongue-tied
Take dirt, make a mud pie
Lookin´ out the window
In the coupe with a bimbo
Talking ´bout who she resemble

Bitch, you in a Enzo
Stop being so simple
Now fuck me like we in a limo
I ain´t got time to kill, I got voids to fill
I got ocean views, I got water bills
I got cards to deal, I got hearts to steal
I got larger wheels on my automobile
I lost appeal
The bullshit cost me a mill
It brought me to tears
I came home and bought me a crib
I walk through that bitch
Strapped when it´s dark in that bitch
And through hell and high water, I just walk on a bridge
I got a full cup of lean that I saw in the fridge
I started to swig
But end up drinking all of that shit

´Cause I deserve it
I be working hard for all of this shit
I step into a Rolls Royce
When I walk out the pen

My nigga I´m, I´m post-bail ballin, post-bail ballin´
Go tell the warden I´m, I´m post-bail ballin´
Post-bail ballin´, go tell the warden I´m, I´m post-bail ballin´
Farewell warden, I´m post-bail ballin´
Go tell the warden I´m post-bail ballin´
Inmate Carter: Post-bail ballin´

Soon as I get home, I´m go and get that brand new Bentley
And I´mma honk the horn ridin´ past the penitentiary

And I´mma drive slow ridin´ past the elementary
Then give it to my whoas, tell ´em "Don´t even mention"
Soon as I get home, I´m go and get that brand new Bentley