Mac Miller, TreeJay - Erica's House lyrics

Around a fire doing a thunder dance
You know what's a funny word? Underpants
Let's go to Syria and have a war
Stop fucking calling me Macklemore
That's not my name
Well, kind of, it's kind of my name
(Little bit louder) yeah, so

I sold the mansion and moved
In my mom's attic (yeah)
Life was a blockbuster but now
It's a cult classic (Yup)
Smoke 'til I'm asthmatic
Embracing my bad habit's
Travelling down the hole
I'm chasing a fast rabbit (Fall)
Well that's acid
Still weird from my last tablet
I love like a folk singer
But fuck like a crack addict
Practicing black magic and watching
Some car crashes
Snapchattin' a dick pic, sent it to Bob Saget
(I'm a faggot)
Word (Word) the aliens have landed (Aliens have landed)
I don't panic in my fortress made of granite
(Woo) take life for granted
Probably won't when it end
Thank God I'm sober again

Run away run away
Run, run, run away oh my

Who let the dogs out?
Stop what you're doing and put
'em back in the doghouse
I was a human, I'm feeling like I'm a god now
(Aaah) but most of the time I don't
Even know what I'm talking 'bout
Bitch, I'm a walking, talking crocodile
(What?)
Take a picture with my mom and crop her out
Go to her house, coked up, and lock her out
(I was high man, I was just
Fuckin' high man, I don't know
Sorry about that) yeah
I'm possibly a phony, don't believe me
You can't tell that I'm so lonely from the TV
(Yah)
I hate myself 'cause I'm a white rapper
(Corny) i hate white rappers
(Corny) but an industry of kike masters
Made me rich (I'll take it)
Short shorts and high socks
I feel like chalk without a sidewalk
Back in the 'Burgh I'ma eat
At my favorite Thai spot
(Pusadee's, what up?)
And smile as the hungry eyes watch

Run away run away
Run, run, run away
(Yo, shoutout that Gangster Jeff outro)
Oh my

Yeah still having sex with blind people
(Feel good)
They say my pussy smell like pine needles
(As it should) bust a nut in the poultry
Section at Giant Eagle
Stare a chicken in the face like, "Bitch
I'ma eat you" (Wassup?)
Yeah, I'm all kinds of evil
Eating mushrooms out in London
Tryna find the Beatles
(Fuck's John Lennon at?)
I'm still sick of people go back to St bede
Chief and kick it with Mr roedel
(That was my English teacher) Retina
Display on my Macintosh
That's high definition jacking off
Out in LA tryna get me an acting job
'Cause my idol David Hasselhoff
(That's the boss)

Man, Germans love David Hasselhoff
I hear they like David Hasselhoff
More than they like Jews
And they love Jews out there

Run away, catch a plane on my dick, ooh
Ooh, ooh run away, run away, run away
Ooh, ooh girl, run away
Yeah, yeah, ha you better run away