[Verse 1: Mac Miller] She say she love me for these cold ass raps Wanna be involved but no strings attached Listen honey, I’m feeling kinda hungry Go to dinner with your girls can you bring something back It’s unusual that, I would feel so strong The party upstairs, you waiting in the lobby Fuck cares, valet the Ferrari Bright Vegas lights get alarming, I’m sorry Too drunk for sex, I might pass out early Just keep it wet and I’ll hit it in the morning The glory, free faller, 43 stories Cordially sippin 40s, hooked up to morphine For sure clean like bald heads Kinda wish we would fuck more and talk less Except, me and you a little far fetched Reach for the stars, got my arms stretched, God bless
[Hook: Syd] I can feel it tonight, but don’t be mad if I’m late I’m just caught at the lab I can be there in the morning I can feel it tonight, but don’t be mad if I’m late I just got home for the night I’m gonna be there in the morning
[Verse 2: Mac Miller] And I, I need a cool bitch conversation skills Roll blunts in the love of Darth Vader films Love to sit there and chill when I play the keys Wanna turn to false love to go and rake the leaves Make believe, used to dream of being Ann Marie Or a model for Maybelline, but fantasies tend to die off When you grow up quickly The walls are the same exact color as a Tiffany box Make a profit solving riddles on a popsicle stick If she good, she would leave in a rocket ship The way she feel got her nervous like a doctors trip Mom says she should see a psychologist Say she love me for these cold ass raps Never tell me where the cocaine stash She up late, worry, tell me hurry up home 11 Missed Calls on my phone