Slapboxin

[Mac Miller:]
I came through whipping something clean like a bald head
Bitch with me drop dead gorgeous, plus she well read
I'ma get brain on the plane if it's overnight
I'ma maintain in the game, I ain't overnight
Colder than some polar ice, or like the ghost on poltergeist
Opinions suck, I know I'm nice, money talks, you overpriced
I'm doper, fuck a sober life, you local, you ain't smoking right
My weed loud as Hulk Hogan fights when he rip the shirt
On the throne, you kicking dirt, sip this purp, and spit berserk
You a bitch, your chick a flirt, stop your crying, get to work
I talk shit, got the stats that'll back it up
My shit adding up, racking up a plaque a month
And that loud ass bass you hearing, that's the trunk
That vibration on your body, now that's a bump
You can tell us who you are, you don't have to front
You ain't a captain, you just Captain Crunch

Came through stunting, you came in bugging now
I came in real, and you came through fronting
You can hate me all you want, but you ain't doing nothing (nothin')
All that money don't make you nothing
Came through stunting, you came in bugging now
I came through real, and you came in fronting
You can hate me all you want, but you ain't doing nothing (nothin')
And all that money don't make you nothing

I rock A-P-C's, some B-A-P-E's
So many different clothing brands, I got A.D.D
Bought a big ole' crib, you can picture me in it
Just decided that the sky isn't really my limit
Something cold in my cup, some weed, rolling a blunt
Smile long, like I convinced Oprah to fuck
I think I lost my mind, need a Amber Alert
You can't talk that shit unless you stand in it first
Turn a bitch to fan, even hand her some merch
To be a legend, you gotta start out with that amateur work
And I paid my dues, walked humbly on an ego trip
Sleeping with a freaky bitch, you was chilling, chiefing fifth
Doing drugs with a porno chick, watching porno flicks
Make her own movie and I'm scoring it
I'll see you in hell before I see you winning
Did it myself, and I beat the system

Came through stunting, you came in bugging now
I came in real, and you came through fronting
You can hate me all you want, but you ain't doing nothing (nothin')
All that money don't make you nothing
Came through stunting, you came in bugging now
I came through real, and you came in fronting
You can hate me all you want, but you ain't doing nothing (nothin')
And all that money don't make you nothing

[Gucci Mane:]
I got thirty thousand grams in a black on black van
Tell Chapo I'm his number one fan
I'm at Bent Taco with a hundred A-bands
And you ain't getting no work listening to this money change hands
I'm tryna sow the whole block up that's my plan
We can have a gun fight like I walked and I ran
Half a mill on el tran
Selling [?] to make bands
I'm moving kushy, you's a pussy pussy, come between friends
If my Vo try to book me, I'ma get the front end
Style sixty niggas wit' me with a 100 elf hands
Ice cubes on my wrist
Bitch, I got a Mac-10
I put her out
She got her mom like I let her back in
It's Gucci!

[Mac Miller:]
Came through stunting, you came in bugging now
I came in real, and you came through fronting
You can hate me all you want, but you ain't doing nothing (nothin')
All that money don't make you nothing
Came through stunting, you came in bugging now
I came through real, and you came in fronting
You can hate me all you want, but you ain't doing nothing (nothin')
And all that money don't make you nothing

[Gucci:]
It's Gucci
What's happening?
Smoke something
Po' up
Get you some money
Burr
Haa Squad
Shout-out to my boy Mac man
It's Gucci
You know how we rock
He ain't gettin no money
He don't need nothing