Gees (feat. Schoolboy Q) (Feat. Schoolboy Q)

Uh, ign'ant-ass white kid (White kid) But I'm still bicycling and recycling ('Cyling) And I'm still eating gummy bear vitamins All my bitches taking Vicodin, huffing nitrogen (Go) Hyper than Williams' middle son Since I was a little one, moms had to put me on the Ritalin Made a swisher run, crack the 40 then I lit a blunt Told Chuck I had a couple raps, so we kicked the drums All the best rappers are usually dead But I'm the poison that left a widow Juliet In the studio with candles lit and Buddha heads Coming up with all the coldest shit, take your Sudafed Contagious, speaking while sedated God shit, make 'em want to add a couple pages to the Bible I ain't got nothing left in my will 'Cept, "Throw it all in the casket, it's mine still" Uh, I need some backpack cast raps Took a break just to kill the game half-assed Set some rat traps, went and took a cat nap Woke up, threw the dead bodies in the trash bags Act polite, but I'm nasty on the mic Your bitch don't want my dick, then she has to be a dyke Slap her but she like it, tell me, "Master, feed me pipe" I'm the scotch on the rocks, you the Appletini type [Chorus: Mac Miller] Bitch, suck my dick before I slap you with it Gees... Bitch, suck my dick before I slap you with it Gees, woah... [Verse 2: Mac Miller & Delusional Thomas] Ugh, still fucking with these hoes, though (Hoes, though) Bozo on these doppelgänger Jojos (Jojos) Take a bitch to Soho for some Froyo Tell her she gon' blow it: Romo And now I'm out in Cali like Tone-Lōc (Tone-Lōc) Young boy, but I'm chilling with some grown folk (Grown folk) No joke, Most Dope, you just bowl smoke How much coke you gotta sell to make a boat float? Hit 'em, hit 'em 'til they tell me, "No more" (No more) I'm a highly difficult ropes course Pulling up to Rome on a chrome gold horse Say "Wassup?" to the Pope, pull off in a Porsche Who you kidding? Your flow's warshed I ain't in the street but I'll grill you from the porch (Bitch) I been had hoes, I played sports (For real) Her ass out the bottom of her shorts (Whoa) [Hook: Mac Miller] Suck my dick before I slap you with it Gees... Bitch, suck my dick before I slap you with it Gees... [Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q] Uh (Black James Bond and a white Shaft) (Yeah) Turned my daughter to a queen, turned a dollar to a dream Flashy as high beams, smoking on good weed Something from kush seeds, the only strand to smoke for us OGs I'm rich car service, no car keys (Yeah!) First class flight, 'bout to land to a new bitch (Yeah, yeah) She fuck me and swallowed every homie I came wit' (Aww, aww) MCM bag and nigga, bet some weed in it 200 dollars worth of Backwoods, we all living (Yeah, yeah) Brought the gangsters back to bucket hat, how real is that? (Ou) I'm getting money, rub my tummy, that's my baller sack (Ugh) Quarter million in a safe in case I get a case Faggot-ass judge hatin' on me 'cause my money straight (Yeah) Dropped 10 racks in all 50 states (Bitch) Gon' name my next tour Million-Man March (Aww, yeah) Make a nun throw it back while I pull her scarf (Yeah) She gave me head, my nuts touched her cross, boss [Hook: Mac Miller & ScHoolboy Q] Figg Side! Suck my dick before I slap you with it (Ou-ou! Yeah!)