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Post Card
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Post Card was released on August 17, 2018 by Flying Colours Music, Inc. as a part of the album Post Card - Single
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Release DateAugust 17, 2018
LabelFlying Colours Music, Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

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Music Video

Lyrics

I don’t even know who to thank
All night countin’ out bank
Sold out show ‘cross the border
I don’t give a fuck about rank
I don’t give a fuck about old guard
I don’t give a fuck about goyard
I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
New piece on the arm, tho
Sucks dick off of charm, tho
Sucks dick off the smile, tho
And she go the whole mile, tho
All I stay’s around made men
Who’d have thought back in grade ten?
Say a crooked word now, tho
I doubt they’d remain patient
What you know about back to back?
What you know about black to black?
What you know about five to five?
What you know about no outside?
What you know about three summers, no suntans, on ride or die?
What you know about deep love, and sacrifice, that grind on grind?
I don’t even know who to thank
All night countin’ out bank
Sold out show ‘cross the border
I don’t give a fuck about rank
I don’t give a fuck about old guard
I don’t give a fuck about goyard
I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Cause I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
Man I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
I know about ins and outs
I know about sins and doubts
I know about highs and lows
I know how to live without
I remember back in twenty ten
None of y’all saw me buzzin’ then
I know about perseverance and strength of spirit and bloody timbs
And I don’t even know who to thank
Honestly I’m drawing out blanks
I been going too hard, I been going too ham,
New jams smellin’ like dank
Ship the mofuckas like crack
Each one addin’ them fiends
This is my time now
This is my shine now
Stackin’ off the blood that I bleed
Ugh, switch up
Ya you should be worried motherfucker this a stick up
Ya you should be worried in a hurry you should scurry you should pick up
A new hobby, my dude, sorry
Two bodies stacked off this new godly rap
Attack tracks like tsunamis
Ride the wave
I never stay the same, cause yo
I don’t even know who to thank
All night countin’ out bank
Sold out show ‘cross the border
I don’t give a fuck about rank
I don’t give a fuck about old guard
I don’t give a fuck about goyard
I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Sent my ex bitch a postcard
Cause I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
Man I don’t give a fuck about Gucci
Ugh
Written by: Boland, Nathaniel Smith
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