Guild

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]

Uh, said this a hit of liquid heroin

Marilyn Manson channelin', panickin'

Spar with Anakin 'til one of us leave in a ambulance (Hoo)

Blow the smoke of the spliff in your eyes (Hoo)

You ain't gon' live 'til you die (Hoo)

Intelligent bitch on my side

She bitchin', I'm spittin' habitual lies

I hit her up when my jet land (Call her)

Got a Swisher tucked in my headband (Baller)

Front page news, I'm young Jesus

Eatin' bagels with no cable on (Let's go)

Been fuckin' hoes since when Mase was on (Okay)

I hope the Based God hear my prayers (Pray)

One day you're here, the next day you're gone

So me and Earl smokin' weed on Jay-Z lawn

Some dope rap on your ho ass, Tony Womack

Don't hold back, no, feed your girl Cognac (Woah)

Meet a bitch, sleepin' wit' her, feverish, diva chick

Met her off Twitter, even Schindler keep a list (Okay)

Pittsburgh, broke down somewhere in a Fisker (Uh-huh)

I could pull your bitch with a whisper (Uh-huh), then diss her (Woah)

Dumbass ho (Ho)

She only dumb 'cause she love that dough (Okay)

Somewhere gettin' high readin' Juxtapoz (Yeah)

Hit her up, she come through, watch Adjustment Bureau (That's a good movie)

Moms love me 'cause I'm so commercial ('Mercial)

I fuck 'em raw 'cause I know they fertile (Fertile)

In Myrtle Beach with a purple fleece (Fleece)

Hotel lobbies playin' Für Elise (Yeah)

I'm Ron Burgundy mixed with Hercules

Slap a bitch in the mouth if she curse at me (Ow)

Said Josh beard is like Paul Revere

When he walk in the room it's like God is here

I'm at a prop shop in Montauk throwin' tomahawks at civilians

I'm chillin', yeah

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]

I'm on the monitor, nigga

She takin' it like a champ and I'm proud of her, nigga

I'm on the couch where that loud is burnin'

I'm shoutin', "I don't fuck with you," 'cause I don't

Never love a ho

But we could play doctor, ma, open wide for thermometer

Your cowgirl is crotch ridin' (Nigga)

With a clean, faded fro, lopsided (Uh)

Tell the label that I want a white driver (Uh)

And tell him give me space, I don't know that nigga (Nigga)

Bold-ass little fuckin' low-class villain (Villain)

Whole van tinted (Tinted), nope, can't kill him (No)

It's the Trashwang nigga (Nigga), that's what's up (Nigga)

Half pint of hope in that plastic cup (Come on)

Real nigga from the start 'til the casket shut (Uh)

Present his own case, he's a basket one (One)

Present-day based nigga, smack the judge (Judge)

Ridin' with them same niggas, ashin' blunts

While that bass make his face like he mad or somethin' (Uh)

Slide in the safe, take the cash and run (Run)

Know that if he fake, I'm harrassin' him (Him)

Took the big toe so they tagged the tongue (Yeah)

Out here stuntin' like I'm supposed to, dog (Dog)

Blowin' more smoke than a broke exhaust

Pipe only spirit that I hold menthol (Uh)

It's Wolf Gang, bitch, like you know these paws

Livin' like it's '62 (Uh), spit and grip my genitals (Uh)

My bitch just split the Swisher, my niggas split them residuals

[Outro: Earl Sweatshirt]

Hey, it's marijuana fields, pot growin'

Blarin' Gil Scott Heron while we pill pop

Errand run and kill cop

Niggas know I feel not for 'em, stop bitchin', bruh

Stare and get that grill knocked open

Hey, it's marijuana fields, pot growin'

Blarin' Gil Scott Heron while we pill pop

Errand run and kill cop

Niggas know I feel not for 'em, stop bitchin', bruh

Stare and get that grill knocked open... nigga