| Singer | Post Malone |
| Music | Post Malone |
Insane Lyrics
Take your bitch
Give her back, insane
Sent her packing
She was acting, crazy
Going bat shit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
I’m a bachelor
I’m a bastard, hey
Don’t believe me
You can ask her, hey
Going bat shit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
Bring that ass
Meet me back stage
A million racks
I need it cash, cake
Yeah we both got a car but it’s different
Yeah we both got a house but it’s different
Yeah we both got teeth but it’s different
I wanna see something in a short skirt please
I wanna see something in a shirt skort please
Treat my top like my ex I’ma
Cut it off completely
Treat my top like my ex I’ma
Cut it off completely
Take your bitch
Give her back, insane
Sent her packing
She was acting, crazy
Going bat shit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
I’m a bachelor
I’m a bastard, hey
Don’t believe me
You can ask her, hey
Going bat shit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
Second verse
Second verse yay
Second verse
Second verse, again
Put her on game
This is not the same though
This is a Mulsanne
Diamonds make a rainbow
Keep my glocky tucked like a baby in a manger
When your girl around me she treat you like a stranger
I got 20-30 strippers in the sprinter van
It’s a little cramped to try to teach me how to dance
Oh,
And you talking that shit but
You ain’t gonna do shit ooh
I ain’t even gotta get up
Ain’t nobody scared of you, ooh
Take your bitch
Give her back, insane
Sent her packing
She was acting, crazy
Going bat shit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
I’m a bachelor
I’m a bastard, hey
Don’t believe me
You can ask her, hey
Going bat shit
In the backseat, range
She was classy
Now she nasty, hey
