Cam Rellim – Loud Lyrics
Ladies and Gentlemen
This is Macadelic
You Motherfucker
[Mac Miller: Verse 1]
Uh, I got codeine in my cup
You can bet your ass, I'm sippin'
Groupies fall in love
I'm like bitch you must be trippin'
I'm just tryna to fuck
And she just need tuition
Why you tryin' to stunt
You need to play your own position
Never gave a fuck
But nothing bout me changed
Still roll up them blunts
Got diamonds in my chain
Yeah you heard me I got diamonds in my chain
And it don't make a difference if you cryin' in the rain
200 shows, I'mma kill more
I just sold out that Fillmore
Got a million, make a mil more
Then a boy spot, on a billboard
[Mac Miller: Refrain]
Yea people lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, pro cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now
Here he come, there he go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now
Here she come, there she go
Never chasin' after hoes
If didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low
[Mac Miller: Verse 2]
I'mma get that Grammy soon
Fuck your magazine
Jordan gonna hand me shows
Still fuck your magazine
Hammer team and that pack with me
Killer Jerm be banging in the glasoline
When I went to every high school class of B
Tryna fuck the female faculty
I'mma crazy little
Fuck the thing my had to ran away
I experiment with drugs but I will never fuck with Jay
I just made a million dollars
Still I think I'm underpaid
Fuck with me? Kid no way
When you meet me, better stand up straight
What about raps? Yea I got raps
Tryna talk shit, what you think about that?
For the pesos, gettin' bank roll
I'm a lay low, chill!
Deal at that stack
[Mac Miller: Refrain]
People lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, pro cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now
Here he come, there he go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now
Here she come, there she go
Never chasing after hoes
If didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low
This is Macadelic
You Motherfucker
[Mac Miller: Verse 1]
Uh, I got codeine in my cup
You can bet your ass, I'm sippin'
Groupies fall in love
I'm like bitch you must be trippin'
I'm just tryna to fuck
And she just need tuition
Why you tryin' to stunt
You need to play your own position
Never gave a fuck
But nothing bout me changed
Still roll up them blunts
Got diamonds in my chain
Yeah you heard me I got diamonds in my chain
And it don't make a difference if you cryin' in the rain
200 shows, I'mma kill more
I just sold out that Fillmore
Got a million, make a mil more
Then a boy spot, on a billboard
[Mac Miller: Refrain]
Yea people lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, pro cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now
Here he come, there he go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now
Here she come, there she go
Never chasin' after hoes
If didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low
[Mac Miller: Verse 2]
I'mma get that Grammy soon
Fuck your magazine
Jordan gonna hand me shows
Still fuck your magazine
Hammer team and that pack with me
Killer Jerm be banging in the glasoline
When I went to every high school class of B
Tryna fuck the female faculty
I'mma crazy little
Fuck the thing my had to ran away
I experiment with drugs but I will never fuck with Jay
I just made a million dollars
Still I think I'm underpaid
Fuck with me? Kid no way
When you meet me, better stand up straight
What about raps? Yea I got raps
Tryna talk shit, what you think about that?
For the pesos, gettin' bank roll
I'm a lay low, chill!
Deal at that stack
[Mac Miller: Refrain]
People lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, pro cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now
Here he come, there he go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now
Here she come, there she go
Never chasing after hoes
If didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low
