Mac Miller - Aliens Fighting Robots Lyrics
Y’all is dead weight, less great, always gettin’ second placeI tend to race ahead of pace, dippin’ while I’m dressed in BapeThen they chase, catch me if you can, I ain’t DiCaprioThis lucid dream will have you go like half a dose of AdderallCapicola sandwich’s are tasty from Primanti’sI’m a 5’7 giant, Brandon Jacobs, Eli ManningGirls want makeup, get demanding, but they fake like orange tanningSo my girl and I be up like we some college students crammingFor a test that we ain’t study for, wonder will she love me moreWith money, cause if not, I’m not sure what all this money forFeelin’ like a hundred wars are goin’ on currentlySoldiers sent to death on some jets for the currencyPoison, take this mercury, I’ll teach you for a learner’s feeHow to turn your girlfriend to a circus freakCool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of ZeusActin’ like you *****in’ with me, that’s some shit I can’t excuseFocus is on manual, control the panoramic view, universeYou got a chance, don’t blow it like how a tuba worksI plan to do, somethin’ that ain’t tangibleNow I’m bout to hand it toThe homie Michael Rock, hear what he sayin’ to you[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]Take a trip, took a molly out a bank a populariAnd the word around the city is he sittin in a FerrariI told my self I wouldn’t get it, I’m sorryThat’s my bad, I party till my cardies get foggyCan’t keep her hands off of me, got her locked, and lost the keyWe smoke, make it hard to see, we go harder then Carter oneExcuse me baby pardon me, can you ***** me like the honeymoon?Not saying its coming soon, but I want the real showGive me the treatment that you getting all them heels forThe shit they payin all the bills forMan I missed it, that cake taste deliciousThey can’t wait for vacations, paid for by picturesI’m feeling good, I’m pulling bills I’m real as hellI don’t front I roll blunts and papersDon’t ***** with fakersYour girl is asking me if I’mma take herI’m straight thoughYou see I’m booked up til AprilThat’s mine, thats me, I take thoseYou try to see some peso’s than shake thoughYou get exactly what you paid for, stop acting like you can’t goSwagging til the anklesI feel you babyHopefully I look familiar, latelyFalling down the same rabbit hole looking for loveBut you’ll never ever get it becauseIt seem like it’ll only happen when I’m holding the drugsYou can never ever see it because[Mac Miller]Life a cliche, it aint a bad oneFirst the plane land and then the bags comeWe walking on this planet seeking actionBreaking girls hearts, sorry Miss JacksonFalling down the same rabbit hole looking for loveBut you’ll never ever get it becauseSeem like it’ll only happen when I’m holding the drugsYou can never ever see itAnd it won’t stop til the aliens fight the robotsAnd all the ladies take their clothes offI’m here with Mikey and we gonna RockThis some shit you won’t topI said it won’t stop til the aliens fight the robotsAnd all the ladies take their clothes offI’m here with Mikey and we gonna RockThis some shit you won’t topI’m so high what you think about that babeOn some other shit, tell ‘em baby act crazyFifteen thousand, blow it on clothesSix in the morning still sitting here throwedI’m buggin’ out, buggin’ out, I wonder if they knowPull up to the house, and I wonder if she know
