Mac Miller - The Miller Family Reunion lyrics

Takin' pictures of Q while he's sleepin'
It's a pastime uh

Throw a steak on the grill
Put the drink on chill (Chill)
This a muthafuckin' barbecue, for real (Real)
All these days already gone by (Gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
Put a little gin in the punch (Punch)
Grandma gettin' crunk, just fun
Nobody give a fuck (Fuck)
All these days already gone by (Gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
(Hey, hey hey)

The door's open
I might as well just stroll in
Got some Arnie Palmer in my
Pitcher: call it Nolan
Ryan, try it once and then you go there
I am hopin' that we can kick it
Reminiscin' only about the good times
I know there's moments when
You probably love me
But you didn't wanna show it
Now I'm all around the globe
With everyone but you
I know you fuckin' miss me
Chill and keep it cool
Never gettin' old, mane, grown, no Rogaine
Fill your plate with all that food
You better eat the whole thing
This a family reunion
All the grandmas be movin'
Runnin' in three legged races
People would cry if they losin'
When I was two, my slide was blue
When I was gone
My ice cream cone was a giant wand
When my bike was all I was ridin' on
Jewelry from a Happy Meal, fuck it
I was happy still

Throw a steak on the grill
Put the drink on chill (Chill)
This a muthafuckin' barbecue, for real (Real)
All these days already gone by (Gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
Put a little gin in the punch (Punch)
Grandma gettin' crunk, just fun
Nobody give a fuck (Fuck)
All these days already gone by (Gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
(Hey)

Come and step inside the Electric Slide
Sprayin' squirt guns at you
Like it's pesticide
So why you buggin'? Lil' man, stop buggin'
I gotta spend some time with
Some friends of mine
Get away from everything
Go and rest your mind
It's not nothin', lil' man, it's not nothin'
All my little cousins actin'
Like some munchkins runnin' into trees
End up cryin' out their eyes
Have to rush 'em to the ER
Maybe just a Band-Aid will do it
You can sing along, please
Let the band play the music
Always nice you can come back home
Your friends go off
But then they come back grown
Nice to know that you never alone
Family reunions whenever I'm home

Throw a steak on the grill
Put the drink on chill (Chill)
This a muthafuckin' barbecue, for real (Real)
All these days already gone by (Gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
Put a little gin in the punch (Punch)
Grandma gettin' crunk, just fun
Nobody give a fuck (Fuck)
All these days already gone by (Gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
(Long time)