Post Malone – Same Bitches (feat. G-Eazy & YG) lyrics

[Chorus: Post Malone]
I been in L.A. too long
I see the same bitches everywhere I go
It don’t really matter where they from
Acting or model, heard it all before
Population four million, how I see the same bitch?
Population four million, how I see the same bitch?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
I hit your DM baby
Took the screenshot, yeah, you tried to play me
I bet this shit was good for your reputation
I just let it go so I could see you naked
Holy moly, look what you roll in
Million followers but your bumpers broken
What’s your focus?
Tell me what your goal is
I know you only like me ’cause I just spent a hundred bands in one night
Spent a hundred bands in one night
I know you wanna live this life
But I can’t make a ho a housewife (ohh, no)
What’s your name? Who’s your daddy?
Is he rich like me? Is he rich like me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Post Malone & G-Eazy]
I been in L.A. too long
I see the same bitches everywhere I go
It don’t really matter where they from
Acting or model, heard it all before
Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (uh, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (Gerald)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Everywhere I go I see the same ho
Always post selfies on the ‘Gram from a angle, a Catfish
Hollywood devil, not a angel
Her bag is Chanel, but she drive a Durango
Yeah, and I’m gettin’ to the queso
Woke and I’m hip to the game so I’m thankful
OGs put me on to a song lace bro
Real recognizin’ that you don’t speak the lingo
Clothes all new, not a wrinkle
Giving you the game with the game, gettin’ sprinkled
Bottles on deck in my drink fool
And I turn to a beast, I’m a dog, I’m a pitbull
This life did to me, I can’t switch back
If I take her then you’ll never get your bitch back (yeah)
The beat knockin’, yeah this shit cloud
Welcome to the west where people gettin’ rich at (ayy)

[Chorus: Post Malone, G-Eazy, and YG]
I been in L.A. too long (G)
I see the same bitches everywhere I go (It’s Eazy, you know?)
It don’t really matter where they from (yee, yee, yee)
Acting or model, heard it all before (ayy)
Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (west side nigga)
Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (hol’ up, let me talk my shit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: YG]
I been in L.A. too long
Me and my bros hit the same hoes
L.A., Hollywood, that’s some Valley hoes
Do I know how to fuck, they all know
Ye, yeah, fuck it, go down baby
I’m with the program baby
Ridin’ through the streets, you with the hometown baby
I’m tryna do it for the brother like Motown baby
She fucked the L.A. Laker for the record
She fucked a Dodger baseball player for the record
Fucked the head of my record label (ooh)
How you think she been so stable?
Ah damn, ah damn, but she down to fuck
Designer everything, Benz Truck
Pullin’ up with you friend, tell me who she is
Oh, never mind, my friend fucked

[Outro: Post Malone & YG]
Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (haha, never mind my friend fucked)
Population four million, how I see the same bitch?
(haha, never mind my friend fucked)
Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (I see the same bitch)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Population four million, how I see the same bitch? (I see the same bitch)

Eric Bellinger – Yikes

[Intro]
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
And this gon’ be your favorite song

[Verse 1]
Memories don’t die but I can’t say the same for you
I been on a positive vibe but this I had to do
I’m down for gettin’ dirty, boy, I came from the trenches
Too pussy to say my name but I heard the description
The shoe fit so I put a outfit on that match it perfect
This shit was a Eazy Call, ain’t no need for hearses
Give ’em what they demand
Bury you where you stand
What kinda nigga is proud to copy another man?
First time you stole my shit, I nevermind it, wasn’t stressin
Second time you did it, okay now this needs addressing
Like any artist with my craft, I work hard
I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car
(Are you stupid?)
I don’t know a person that could make it through the challenges
I see on a daily nigga, you don’t know how bad it is
We live in a day and age where they don’t know what talent is
Yo’ only talent is mimicking anyone that’s talented
Released a couple singles to your fans, you was red hot
Surely had a change of heart the day after your album dropped
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
Dammit, Tory, when will it stop?
(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 2]
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Every other rap verse suckin’ on that Drake dick
It’s all bad for you, I’m sympathetic
You even stole the song you dissed me on, that shit pathetic
(I don’t give a f—, stole from all you…)
You don’t put no fear in me, nigga
Next time you in the city of angels keep that same energy, nigga
Don’t back paddle from the smoke ’cause I’ll bring it that’s true shit
It’s war time, best believe we ain’t on no truce shit
Before yo’ next move, think twice
‘Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo’ life
That’s on Christ, it’s plenty ways it could go
I put a couple grand on your head
Have some of your old friends become new foes
For me the goons pull up packin’ pieces and kill things
Drop you like a bad connection, you know it’s the real thing
With stains on your shirt, screamin’ out "It hurt"
First you hear that yak yak then after that skrt skrt
As I recall, I been that nigga
When it come to disrespect, I don’t accept that, nigga
Your temperature, I’ma check that, nigga
You Wesley Johnson
This that hesitation before that Harden step back, nigga
It’s Eazy

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane
Said that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 3]
Hol’ up, hol’ up
Got some more, got some more shit to say
I could take the credit for a lot of niggas’ style
But I got my pub so I’m good for a while
You gon’ have to do more than just say it
If it weren’t for Interscope, yo’ records wouldn’t be playin
You split up your checks like 150 ways
While I’m just signed to myself like JAY-Z
Hella plaques on the wall
Grammy talk, Grammy talk
April 6th, April 6th
Eazy Call, Eazy Call on the way, on the way
Yikes

[Outro]
You should prolly just chill, bro
Just chill, take a L
You gettin’ bodied by a singin’ nigga

Eric Bellinger – Yikes (Tory Lanez Diss)

[Intro]
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
And this gon’ be your favorite song

[Verse 1]
Memories don’t die but I can’t say the same for you
I been on a positive vibe but this I had to do
I’m down for gettin’ dirty, boy, I came from the trenches
Too pussy to say my name but I heard the description
The shoe fit so I put a outfit on that match it perfect
This shit was a Eazy Call, ain’t no need for hearses
Give ’em what they demand
Bury you where you stand
What kinda nigga is proud to copy another man?
First time you stole my shit, I nevermind it, wasn’t stressin
Second time you did it, okay now this needs addressing
Like any artist with my craft, I work hard
I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car
(Are you stupid?)
I don’t know a person that could make it through the challenges
I see on a daily nigga, you don’t know how bad it is
We live in a day and age where they don’t know what talent is
Yo’ only talent is mimicking anyone that’s talented
Released a couple singles to your fans, you was red hot
Surely had a change of heart the day after your album dropped
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
Dammit, Tory, when will it stop?
(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 2]
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Every other rap verse suckin’ on that Drake dick
It’s all bad for you, I’m sympathetic
You even stole the song you dissed me on, that shit pathetic
(I don’t give a fuck, stole from all you niggas)
You don’t put no fear in me, nigga
Next time you in the city of angels keep that same energy, nigga
Don’t back paddle from the smoke ’cause I’ll bring it that’s true shit
It’s war time, best believe we ain’t on no truce shit
Before yo’ next move, think twice
‘Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo’ life
That’s on Christ, it’s plenty ways it could go
I put a couple grand on your head
Have some of your old friends become new foes
For me the goons pull up packin’ pieces and kill things
Drop you like a bad connection, you know it’s the real thing
With stains on your shirt, screamin’ out "It hurt"
First you hear that yak yak then after that skrt skrt
As I recall, I been that nigga
When it come to disrespect, I don’t accept that, nigga
Your temperature, I’ma check that, nigga
You Wesley Johnson
This that hesitation before that Harden step back, nigga
It’s Eazy

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane
Said that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 3]
Hol’ up, hol’ up
Got some more, got some more shit to say
I could take the credit for a lot of niggas’ style
But I got my pub so I’m good for a while
You gon’ have to do more than just say it
If it weren’t for Interscope, yo’ records wouldn’t be playin
You split up your checks like 150 ways
While I’m just signed to myself like JAY-Z
Hella plaques on the wall
Grammy talk, Grammy talk
April 6th, April 6th
Eazy Call, Eazy Call on the way, on the way
Yikes

[Outro]
You should prolly just chill, bro
Just chill, take a L
You gettin’ bodied by a singin’ nigga

Eric Bellinger – G.O.A.T. 2.0 (feat. Wale)

[Intro: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
Yeah
Truly the greatest baby (Whoo)
All hail to my faovrite lady (Yeah)
[?] elevate your name but I’m sayin’ you already an angel baby
It’s Eazy

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Verse 2: Wale]
Yo, yo
I guess I’ma have to call her wait
I need someone to call me a cab
I drunk too much but I’m on my way
I hate fake love cause I love too hard
[?]
Come to your job bring lunch one time
Then leave your job and you don’t wanna say bye
I never say bye ’cause we just say ciao
She the bitch, she a dolla not a dime
Super thick, super fine
Most important super smart
I celebrate for your intelligence
Fashionista so effortless
To tell the truth I got a [?]
But if I had to chose [?]

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time

[Outro: Eric Bellinger & Wale]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and fuck with all my bros
It’s Eazy, Wale too
All the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The Moon and back, yeah
Mixin’ with the wrist
That’s my plug, that’s my chick, yeah

Eric Bellinger – Treat Yourself (Acoustic)

[Intro: Wale & (Eric Bellinger)]
This is the million dollar shit right here
Oh that, everythin’ that’s happening right now is happenin’ for a reason
It’s a million dollars (La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
To the moon and back (Moon, moon, moon)

[Hook: Eric Bellinger & (Wale)]
I deserve that whip right there, yeah
I deserve to pull up to that big house in my main
I deserve that drip right there, yeah
Bust down on my Rolex, on my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (Treat yourself, treat yourself)
You gotta treat yourself (Gotta treat yourself)
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (Treat yourself, girl)
Treat yourself, ye-yeah (Yourself, ye-yeah)

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger & (Wale)]
If I want it, I’ma get it
Since I got it, I’ma spend it (Yeah)
I don’t care what it cost
I’ma motherfuckin’ boss (Heh)
I get money by the caseload (Caseload, caseload, caseload, caseload)
I be stackin’, stackin’ pesos (Pesos, pesos, pesos, pesos)
I’ve been workin’ towards a lifestyle (Lifestyle, ow)
And I’m tryna live it right now (Right now)

[Hook: Eric Bellinger & (Wale)]
I deserve that whip right there (Yeah, yeah, vroom)
I deserve to pull up to that big house in my main
I deserve that drip right there, yeah (Drip, drip , dip)
Bust down on my Rolex, on my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (Tell ’em)
You gotta treat yourself (Tell ’em)
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (Treat yourself)
If I got it, I’ma spend it

[Verse 2: Wale]
I deserve that bitch right there, bitch right there
She don’t even deserve a no nigga for a name (No)
And you there sir, your bitch right there (You don’t)
You treat that bitch like dirt, well dirty bitches gon’ do the same (Yeah)
Gotta treat yourself, but I’ma treat you better
If I like you shawty, I’ma treat you wetter (Ha)
Treat yourself and beats that up
Leave like nine or some’n, leave for a month

[Hook: Eric Bellinger & (Wale)]
I deserve that whip right there, yeah
I deserve to pull up to that big house in my main
I deserve that drip right there, yeah (Yeah)
Bust down on my Rolex, on my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself
You gotta treat yourself (Leave like nine)
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself, yeah
If I got it, I’ma spend it

[Bridge: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
It’s my turn too
Network burn like the top of a perm do
All these hoes butt naked like a sherm do
Treat yourself, Eric B for Pres
To the moon and back, yeah
Wife pressed just ’cause of my piss test
If I got it, I’ma spend it, sheesh
I deserve, yeah yeah yeah

[Hook: Eric Bellinger & (Wale)]
I deserve that whip right there (Woah)
I deserve to pull up to that big house in my main (Skrrt)
I deserve that drip right there, yeah (Drippin’, drippin’, drippin’)
Bust down on my Rolex, on my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself
Yo gotta treat yourself
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself, yeah
If I got it, I’ma spend it, shessh

[Outro: Wale & (Eric Bellinger)]
You never have me shocked up
Every time my mouth move, I have a mansion or two
Keep fuckin’ playin’ with a real nigga
Treat yourself, don’t cheat yourself (Onananana)
And I know why you called me ’causeyou can’t meet yourself (You can’t do that)
Yeah, yeah , you can’t do that, nah
It’s Eazy
YFS

Eric Bellinger – Treat Yourself (feat. Wale)

[Intro: Wale (Eric Bellinger)]
This is the million dollar shit right here
Oh that, everything that’s happening right now is happening for a reason
[??] million dollars (La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
[??] moon back (moon , moon , moon)

[Hook: Eric Bellinger (Wale)]
I deserve that whip right there
I deserve to pull up to that big house in my main
I deserve that drip right there, yeah
Bust down on my rolex, on my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (treat yourself)
Gotta treat yourself
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (treat yourself)
Treat yourself, ye-yeah (ye-yeah)

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger (Wale]
If I want it I’ma get it
Since I got it I’ma spend it (yeah)
I don’t care what it cost
I’ma motherfucking boss (heh)
I get money by the caseload (Caseload, caseload, caseload, caseload)
I be stacking stacking pesos ( Pesos, pesos, pesos, pesos)
I’ve been working towards a lifestyle
And I’m tryna live it right now

[Hook: Eric Bellinger (Wale)]
I deserve that whip right there ( vroom, vroom)
I deserve to pull up to that big house in my main
I deserve that drip right there, yeah (drip, drip , dip)
Bust down on my rolex, on my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (treat yourself)
Gotta treat yourself
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (treat yourself)
If I got it, I’ma spend it

[Verse 2: Wale]
I deserve that bitch right there
She don’t even deserve a no nigga for a name (no)
And you there sir, your bitch right there (you don’t)
You treat that bitch like dirt, well dirty bitches gon’ do the same (yeah)
Gotta treat yourself , but I’ma treat you better
If I like you shawty, I’ma treat you wetter (ha)
Treat yourself and and beats that up
Leave nine or some’n, leave for a month

[Hook: Eric Bellinger (Wale)]
I deserve that whip right there
I deserve to pull up to that big house in my main
I deserve that drip right there, yeah ( yeah)
Bust down on my rolex, on my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself
Gotta treat yourself (leave like nine)
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (treat yourself)
If I got it, I’ma spend it

[Bridge: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
[??] time too
Network burn like the top of a perm do
All these hoes butt naked like a sherm do
Treat yourself [??] to the moon back
Wife pressed just ‘cus of my piss test
If I got it, I’ma spend it
I deserve eyayaya

[Hook: Eric Bellinger (Wale)]
I deserve that whip right there
I deserve to pull up to that big house in my main (scurr)
I deserve that drip right there, yeah (dripping, dripping, dripping)
Bust down on my rolex, on my chain
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself
Gotta treat yourself (leave like nine)
Sometimes you gotta treat yourself (treat yourself)
If I got it, I’ma spend it

[Outro: Wale (Eric bellinger)
You never have me shooked up
Every time my mouth move, I have a mansion or two
Keep fucking playing with a real nigga
Treat yourself, don’t cheat yourself (Onananana)
I know why you called me ‘cus you can’t meet yourself (u can’t do that)
Yeah, yeah , you can’t do that naah
It’s Eazy
YFM