Malibu (Explicit) - Mac Miller

The good times can be a trap

Oh yeah

Ha ha ha

Oh hell naw

Yeah yeah

Not here

Scheiße

Check myself into rehab

Yeah

Yeah um I might die before I detox

You piece of s**t

Now that's a bar

I'm gonna save that one for a little bit

You piece of s**t

Now let me come with-with somethin' else you feel me

Here we go

Yeah yeah

It's Air Jordan on my flip-flops

Woo

And kill me now if I did it all for hip-hop

K-ch blaow

I might die before I detox

This ain't high-school no little Asian I can cheat off

Mimimimimimimimi

We keep chiefin' while police watch

Woo

Loss in vibration sirens blowin' up the w**d spot

Ha yeah

And Heisman hopefuls all growin' up to be cops

Chasin' after gangsters but they never find the G spot

Ohh

I'm recordin' like I'll die tomorrow

Die

At the rate I'm gettin' high it'll be hard for me to find tomorrow

find

But I just pray that I'll survive tomorrow

Oh my God

As she cries in sorrow she just needs some time to borrow

Oh my God

She'll be smilin' by tomorrow

Everythin' will be so fine tomorrow

Yeah

Put the white away we can do some lines tomorrow

Come say hi to Morrow

Hello

Well I'll be d**ned if this ain't some s**t

Well I'll be d**ned if this ain't some s**t

Here I am

Oh I know you see me

Here I am

Yeah and I'll be d**ned if this ain't some s**t but here I am

I'm the only suicidal motherf**ker wit' a smile on

Ching

Let's hold hands and sing the Bible that's a violent psalm

The high-strung eyes-low ride along

Everybody grab a f**kin' number this a dieathon

Mimimimimi

Kill me

Oh I'm the bomb

Hell yeah

Literally back away I'm the bomb

Ka-plow

Let me get my lion on

Growl

Yeah okay

85 grand get you a heavy a*s wrist

Bling

They ain't killin' they just yellin' that's it

Ahhh

A deadly combination with that ecstasy sniff

Uhh

On the phone probably yellin' at Rich

Come on man

Say double the money

Double the money

Please double the money

Double the money

Triple the problems double the money

They was all laughin' wasn't that funny

Hahahaha

I started f**king with d**gs and now I'm a junkie

The U-S of A I f**k with my country

Oh

But Uncle Sam could never teach me how to Dougie

Oh oh

I'm thinking till my brain pops

Spittin' is a cakewalk

Whoa

I'm just a rapper guess I'm sticking to my day job

Woo

Wiz gettin' faded come and kick it at a bakeshop

Everythin' is A-1 steak sauce

Hahaha

Ohh thank God

Godd**nit

Thank God

Thank God

Here I am and I'll be d**ned if this ain't some s**t

Here I am and I'll be d**ned if this ain't some s**t