Mac Miller - Blue Slide Park lyrics

Blue Slide Park (It's Blue Slide Park, man)
Uh (It's fuckin' Blue Slide Park)

Hey, I got these Ray-Ban shades
Kinda look like somethin' Lennon would rock
It seems like now I got a
Couple bags whenever I shop
Louis shoes, Polo socks
Some name brand dumb shit
Logo never make a man
But I'm still blowin' thousands on it
No clue what I'm callin' my album
Fans be at my van screamin'
Callin' me Malcolm
Never knew the outcome be this much cash now
Bank account lookin' like a
George Jung stash house
Young and actin' out
The topics that I rap about
Be varyin' from politics to
Bitches pullin' asses out
That's exactly how I do this as a rapper
I'm nuttin' in her mouth
You tongue kissin' her after
Daughters' moms kinda want me neutered
But they also want the kid to
Cum right on they cooter
Have the music soundin' better
Than guitar tuners
Plus I'm doin' shows daily
Call me Jon Stewart
So who you know that's iller
Than Mac Miller and company?
It's like I planted money seeds
Right underneath the fuckin' tree
Now I got a hundred G's
So none of y'all can fuck with me
Yeah, I said it publicly, so
Run and tell your mother, motherfucker
I said run and tell your mother, motherfucker

Hold up, Jerm, let me spit the second

Ayo, I breeze past haters
In the E-Class quickly in deep
Did a hundred songs and that’s this week
Shit keeps goin' on and on
We just tryna go bananas
Like it's Donkey Kong
Yeah, on my grind, always need to work
So I be eatin' good, you be eatin' dirt
If you talkin' shit, you gon' see me smirk
While the DJ be scratchin'
'til the needles burst
A couple screws probably loose in my head
Holler at my girl
Tell her bring that doobie to bed
I'm a regular guy with an irregular life
Except I'm a Lamborghini if
It's racin' a bike
Who knew that I can turn turn
Sound into somethin' so cool?
Fresh kids, see me, I'm bustin' the moves
Comin' in soon to a theater near you
Creep in your kitchen, start eating your food
Girls tryna fuck, I don't be in the mood
No time for pussy when money in the room
Ooh, I switch flows, switch rhythm
Sick spittin', unlimited ammunition, hey