Cold Feet - Mac Miller

Yeah, uhhh

I rap better cause I’m mad clever

Oh my God! Hey

Yeah, they always want that fun shit when you tryna spit a little something real

They start running, turning chicken like a nugget meal

How the fuck I feel? Kinda like 100 mills

Spun the wheel, bought a vowel, I don’t owe you nothin' still

Fuck a deal, I can do it with my own team

Won before, seen, hearing all these hoes scream

When I was 14, sippin on my OE

Tryna marry money but that bitch kept getting cold feet

Music loud, hear it banging through the whole street

Beat getting shit on: toilet bowl seat

No sleep, just work, got a couple horny girls in a see-through shirt

So believe my hype, muthafuckas can’t read nor write

Still they talking shit man, I’ve seen your type

Got problems, can’t sleep at night

Cause your girl want to come around freak all night

I’m a sex drill when I’m rolling off them x pills

Five bikes, ten wheels, girl I’ll leave your legs still

Say I don’t do drugs, just weed

Well I’mma do drugs and speed down the street

Do doughnuts, your flow sucks, you so butt

Your girl’s getting throat fucked

I get high, I go up

Why you saying that he’s a tramp?

They come to all those shows just to meet your friends?

So much coke sniffed, fucking hoes with bloody noses

Just a couple doses, fuck the roses

Class time: better take good notes

You bitches couldn’t touch me with a Facebook poke

Bitch!