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Claymation (feat. Vinny Radio) - Bonus Track
Mac Miller/Vinny Radio
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Bitches stay hating
This is claymation
Fucked up, get away that's a vacation
Want to get paid, who doesn't though?
I'ma be a ghost, take a Polaroid
Bitches stay hating
This is claymation
Fucked up, get away that's a vacation
Want to get paid, who doesn't though?
I'ma be a ghost, take a Polaroid picture
Fresh off a steroid swisher
Pistol at the people, that's a paranoid nigga
One of a kind though
Ain't nobody close to me
Your answers straight over D
I'll bag you like groceries
It's whatever though
Whatever cross my mind
Haters got no watch
I ain't got the time
Vinny got more flow than a box of wine
Rare as a copper dime
I got an awkward mind
But it's beautiful, like Russel Crowe
Fire at the fingertips, can't extinguish shit
Shorty gave me tight head without shrinkin' it
Coolest kid out, on my Chuck Inglish shit
Mac and Vinny, always get the people loose
Fall back, strike back
Just like evil do
The birds prey on us like eagles do
It's like claymation the way they bend and move
Bitches stay hating
This is claymation
Fucked up, get away that's a vacation
Want to get paid, who doesn't though?
I'ma be a ghost, take a Polaroid
Bitches stay hating
This is claymation
Fucked up, get away that's a vacation
Want to get paid, who doesn't though? Yeah
I'ma be a ghost, take a Polaroid picture
Monster and Michael Keaton
And I'm off'in you while you sleep
And you talking but it's so cheap
And I'm popular for a reason
I got a pool, but it's sharks swimming in the deep end
Don't get much sleep, two minutes to get a dream in
Is all you need
It's crazy
The colony was lost at sea getting wavy
The rawest rapper
Baby forehead autographer
On top of Saturn, I'm sending shots from a rocket blaster
Believe me this is where geniuses live
It's Most Dope, we holier than all of Jesus' kids
But we speaking in heathens
And all of these Even Stevens
Who don't need a reason
Just want a bitch they can feed with semen
No need for sleeping
Cheeba gon' keep me dreaming
I'm faded
Been in Cali' a lil' too long, it got me jaded
Hit Japan and I'm instagram camera shy, Samurais
Fucking up a Jam beat
Teach you how to vandalize
The bandana-santana tied
The sound amplified screams on Kennywood's Steel Phantom ride
My pockets fat I'm still looking for some pants my size
They over-analyze everything I fantasize
We could have a conversation, we could pantomime
Girl you could come a little closer put your hand in mine
This life a prison, it's time to set you free
Watching movies in silence describing what I see, uh
Bitches stay hating
This is claymation
Fucked up, get away that's a vacation
Want to get paid, who doesn't though?
I'ma be a ghost, take a Polaroid
Bitches stay hating
This is claymation
Fucked up, get away that's a vacation
Want to get paid, who doesn't though?
I'ma be a ghost, take a Polaroid picture