[intro]
Yeah, and it goes like
Hey, hey, hey, hey, and I tell em' f** youuuuu if you hatin'
So f** youuu, we makin' money b**h
That's all I really got to say
I'm just gunna start rappin' and shut the f** up !
Blaow
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
I said they actin' like they better, but they never been the sh**
Hows it feel to have a hundred thousand people on ya dick?
Well, it feels good, homie you should probably try it
If you never rocked a sold out show then keep quiet
I gets busy on a track, workin' double time
Tryna find a foreign p**y just to put my tongue inside
I be on top of the charts, you just an underline
Tearin' through the streets all these hatin' s**ers run inside
Furious, fool probably wanna come and stomp me out
Mad they got a girl, and I'm all that b**h talks about
Been gettin' money since I walked around my fathers house
That dads be cop and search when I come and take their daughters out
Paper comes in large amounts, Im eatin' like I should
Surf and Turf sh**, sink my teeth in somethin' good
They mad I ain't hood, nah I came to party hard
Your grillin' at me but I smile back, b**h hardy har
[Hook]
Come on down, grab your girlfriend down, make her spin around
Ain't no other motherf**er get the people this wild
What you want? some futuristic funk
Tell me what you want? a little futuristic funk
We those kids gettin' cheese on some Cheetos sh**
Just f**in' for the night, then we leave that b**h
So what you want? some futuristic funk
Tell me what you want, a little futuristic funk
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Hey, so you probably heard I rap a ton, havin' fun
Never have I had a gun
Vomit when I spit like I devoured somethin' bad for lunch
Tryna figure out the way to get me rich, I have a hunch
Like Velma up a Scooby-Doo, confusin' like a Rubix Cube
Usually don't do this I be stupid just a nuisance
All you seem to hear about, I'm in ya ear, q-tip
Yeah that's dude sick, sleeve with a few tricks
Breathe in a huge spliff, weed come in two zips
You light it then I burn it like a furnace when the herb hits
Like it cause I earn it smokin' good veggie turnips
b**h I'm fallin' from the sky like bird sh**
Makin' movies everywhere I go, call me Ernest
[Hook]
Come on down, grab your girlfriend down, make her spin around
Ain't no other mothaf**er get the people this wild
What you want? some futuristic funk
Tell me what you want, a little futuristic funk
We those kids gettin' cheese on some Cheetos sh**
Just f**in' for the night, then we leave that b**h
So what you want? some futuristic funk
Tell me what you want? a little futuristic funk
Like uhhhh, like uhhhhh
Yo Jerm's out there, makin' all this sh** sound good
I'm in here talkin' sh**, don't be mad mothaf**er
I'm gettin, I'm gettin, I'm livin' great, your not !