Little Giants Mac Miller (Ft. Michael Christmas)

[Intro: Mac Miller]
Bitch just left the crib
I thought I was gonna get some pussy, but I was wrong
So I guess it's back to makin' these goddamn songs
Told my bitch she was right all along

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Well, this that motherfuckin' magic dust
I got a bitch and her dad to plug, it's only death after us
They used to laugh at us, fuck God and castle crush
Holier than holy, bitch, I'm motherfuckin' Lazarus
Mom used to take me into Toys "R" Us, tell me, "Pick one thing"
I say, "The [?] are half off"
I go home and jack off, we go out for sherbert
You turn around, get your back crossed, that's a curse word
Lyin' on the ADHD test, told the teacher I need prescriptions to beat stress
I just wanna nut on her ABC tеst
I'm as make-believе as the make-believe get
Demented, respected, childhood neglected
In somewhere outer-space, they were lyin', sayin' he present
Nah, he went left
I'm the truth, skip the news, fuck a CNN

[Pre-Chorus: Michael Christmas]
Tryna do somethin' so big that it make my momma proud (Proud)
Tired of walkin' in the crib, pops say, "You smell like loud" (Haha, tick tick; loud)
Say, "You better do somethin' or we kickin' your dumbass out" (Goodbye; goddamn)
So if something's gonna happen, then I'd rather have that right now