Mac Miller - Futuristic Funk lyrics

[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 !