My Team-Mac Miller

Come and talk shit, who the boss bitch? Moon the crowd now, Randy Moss shit Sharks swimmin' in the water you'll get tossed in And f**k a first class, I'm in the cockpit It's obnoxious, it's bumpin' out my car Bass'll shake your dinin' room table from afar Makin' in a night what your daddy pull in yearly See a little style, I got mine's patent Always rock smile, never a distraction Brand new Mercedes, cameras when I back in Fuck with single ladies, yea I did a little actin' Love me on the weekend but hate me when I'm workin' Overly dedicated and overly medicated, for certain By her a brand new purse and it's gravy I ain't talkin' Slim when I say these B*****s Shady Chicken sandwiches and turquoise beads Tattoo sleeve, pair of Levi's jeans Never get no sleep, you know all about me Come and meet my team, B***h meet my team, meet my team You know all about me, come and meet my team Bitch, meet my team, you know all about me Come and meet my team And if you see me, I'll be with my team Got my homie Billy probably in Supreme Jimmy or Will be selling shirts to the fans While TreeJay, Clock, got you raisin' your hands Then you got Q that's my right-hand man Shout out Little Dave sittin' shotty in the van Everyone I came with travel like a gang bitch City after city, everybody speak our language We just flex, get bootleg checks Got all these people askin' what's next Success and a dumb fresh life Taking bets, you trying to lose a little money tonight I'm on top of the stage but under the lights We, invadin' your crib and fuckin' your wife So have a ball, no sports, no Spalding Poppin' champagne, gon' spray it on her awnin' Meet my team, I ain't tryna meet yours What happened to that s**t you was talkin before? Meet my team, I ain't tryna meet yours What happened to that s**t you was talkin before? Meet my team, I ain't tryna meet yours Girls: 1, 2, 3, 4