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๐Ÿ‘ค MAC MILLER โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ K.I.D.S. (Deluxe) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:52
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โฑ๏ธ 2:52 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

You thirsty?
I'm fuckin' dehydrated, yo

Chevy, please let me roll this weed up
This the main event so watch the people pull they seats up
Bottle of some gin, let's just hit a couple freaks up
I'ma take one home and have her singing like the Glee Club
Never on no cheap stuff
Here we got expensive taste
Green lights, never press the brakes

You can look at us roll
All the kush that we blow
So you know I'm at the shows looking good for these hoes
Got they man on patrol
Shorty wanna live it up
Playing hard to get but she wanna give it up
Yeah, you smoking good, but we probably smoking better
151, taking shots with no Beretta

Know me homie, I'm the king
You could watch me do my thing
With a drink getting drunk, having one night flings
This is Pittsburgh, home of the six rings
We getting money now, all we hear is, "Chi-ching"

And we do anything to get this paper
So they follow everywhere we go
So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
'Cause we out here on this road

And we do anything to get this paper
So they follow everywhere we go
So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
'Cause we out here on this road

Cool ass, fly around, chillin', young fool
Gin cup sipping, that's me, that's what I do
I got the gang in my bloodstream, strong how I'm living
And I'm G'd up, so now they just throw away the kitten, it's real
I swear you hella bad, the youngin Mac told me about you
But we cool, if you stuck up, we can go without you
We on this money, he schoolin', you know I be the block
I swear the homie got a gift so he don't need the block

Zig Zag papers, kingsize
Smoking, chilling, in angry cars, mean rides
Pops was a hustler and Moms ran track
So tell me what you get in me when you mix that?
I just sit back, light mines
And middle finger you suckers with my nice rhymes
So whether home or on the road
We getting dough, it follows us everywhere that we go

And we do anything to get this paper
So they follow everywhere we go
So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
'Cause we out here on this road

And we do anything to get this paper
So they follow everywhere we go
So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
'Cause we out here on this road

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.18] You thirsty?
[00:01.83] I'm fuckin' dehydrated, yo
[00:06.34]
[00:12.52] Chevy, please let me roll this weed up
[00:14.89] This the main event so watch the people pull they seats up
[00:17.78] Bottle of some gin, let's just hit a couple freaks up
[00:20.60] I'ma take one home and have her singing like the Glee Club
[00:23.70] Never on no cheap stuff
[00:25.26] Here we got expensive taste
[00:27.13] Green lights, never press the brakes
[00:29.26] You can look at us roll
[00:30.63] All the kush that we blow
[00:32.16] So you know I'm at the shows looking good for these hoes
[00:35.15] Got they man on patrol
[00:36.69] Shorty wanna live it up
[00:38.37] Playing hard to get but she wanna give it up
[00:41.26] Yeah, you smoking good, but we probably smoking better
[00:44.37] 151, taking shots with no Beretta
[00:47.06] Know me homie, I'm the king
[00:48.43] You could watch me do my thing
[00:50.12] With a drink getting drunk, having one night flings
[00:53.56] This is Pittsburgh, home of the six rings
[00:56.55] We getting money now, all we hear is, "Chi-ching"
[01:00.89] And we do anything to get this paper
[01:03.76] So they follow everywhere we go
[01:06.79] So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
[01:09.83] 'Cause we out here on this road
[01:12.69] And we do anything to get this paper
[01:15.33] So they follow everywhere we go
[01:18.68] So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
[01:21.65] 'Cause we out here on this road
[01:23.63] Cool ass, fly around, chillin', young fool
[01:26.67] Gin cup sipping, that's me, that's what I do
[01:29.27] I got the gang in my bloodstream, strong how I'm living
[01:32.46] And I'm G'd up, so now they just throw away the kitten, it's real
[01:35.76] I swear you hella bad, the youngin Mac told me about you
[01:38.77] But we cool, if you stuck up, we can go without you
[01:41.76] We on this money, he schoolin', you know I be the block
[01:44.67] I swear the homie got a gift so he don't need the block
[01:47.62] Zig Zag papers, kingsize
[01:50.79] Smoking, chilling, in angry cars, mean rides
[01:53.73] Pops was a hustler and Moms ran track
[01:56.56] So tell me what you get in me when you mix that?
[01:59.75] I just sit back, light mines
[02:02.69] And middle finger you suckers with my nice rhymes
[02:05.74] So whether home or on the road
[02:08.03] We getting dough, it follows us everywhere that we go
[02:11.54] And we do anything to get this paper
[02:14.91] So they follow everywhere we go
[02:17.99] So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
[02:21.07] 'Cause we out here on this road
[02:23.92] And we do anything to get this paper
[02:26.63] So they follow everywhere we go
[02:29.72] So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
[02:32.91] 'Cause we out here on this road
[02:37.80]

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