Cooped Up – Post Malone Feat. Roddy Ricch

Quotable Lyrics:
I’m about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain (Hit switch, pull curtain)
And I’ve been waitin’ so long
Now I gotta resurface (I gotta resurface)

And yeah, we ’bout to toast up
All that bread that we burnin’ (Burnin’, burnin’, burnin’)
‘Cause I’ve been feelin’ cooped up (Yeah)
I’ve been f**kin’ cooped up (Mm-mm-mm)

Yeah, I’m off the Bud Light, not the bourbon (Mm)
I’ma chop the roof off the Suburban (Skrrt)
Tried to Bia Nice Guy, John Terzian (Wow)
‘Til I started throwin’ up in your Birkin (Ooh)
Then I woke up in the mornin’ (I woke up in the)

Police showed up at my door with a warrant (F**k that sh*t)
I remember flushin’ somethin’ down the toilet (Flush, flush)
Guess he gotta let me off with a warnin’
Return of the Mack (Ah)

Feelin’ like an outcast, I’m the only guy in slacks
That’ll cost you three stacks (Three stacks, three stacks)
Now you savin’ that check, why you takin’ my swag?
Can you give me that back?

Gucci my Prada, Miyake (Ooh)
Louis, Bottega, and Tommy
All of these things on my body, let’s party (Ah, ah, ah)