Black Acura Lyrics - Mac Miller

1 Show out for the girls and get your ass whipped

2 On some 8th grade, right front of the class shit

3 You gon' try to test me but I'mma pass it

4 I'm a motherfuckin' genius and you in some bad shit

5 Step 'round a corner with my crewneck on

6 Hammer can't touch me, man I'm too hands on

7 I don't know you man, we ain't never been to school together

8 We ain't ever shared weed, bitches, or ate food, never!

9 They say money never sleeps, gotta have two hustles

10 Since I'm bagging duffles, I got ashy knuckles

11 Carry 'em to the bank, now I got big muscles

12 Man I do my thing, I got fans in Brussels

13 [Chorus]

14 Y'all think I made it, I'm just getting started

15 Man I'm just saying, that shit retarded

16 Y'all think I made it, I'm just getting started

17 Man I'm just saying, y'all shit retarded

18 (I just got excited, man I almost farted

19 That's too much information, my bad, I'm sorry

20 We got syndication, our shit go hardest)

21 And that's why she chose and that's why you losing, my nigga you garbage

22 Not to be harsh but fuck it, your bitches look parched and busted

23 And I bet that you be carpet munching, that shit we spark be skunking

24 That Pepé Le Pew and you know we be repping the crew

25 Pac Div, you second to who? Maaaaan, ain't nobody be checking for you

26 Must we remind again, must you rewind again

27 I'm off three Heinekens, and this shit is effortless too

28 I done stepped on your shoes and spit in your face

29 Disrespected yo bitch in your place

30 You still want a autograph? Gimme a break, I'm sick and disgraced

31 These niggas is fake, bitches is fake, man shit is just fake

32 I just stay to myself, I don't get in the way

33 Got bread to get, got head to get, rap etiquette, don't edit this

34 Need evidence, been repping it, ever since... bitch!

35 [Chorus]

36 We overfaded in the function and we getting started

37 Shit, a nigga blew three blunts 'fore we finished parking

38 That OG make a nerd broad get retarded

39 A pretty bitch's dream, a freaky bitch's Mr. Marcus

40 Popping up for that revenue, standing tall like I'm 7'2"

41 You ain't cut from that same cloth, hell nah we ain't gettin' no checks with you

42 No you can't get no checks with me, get these niggas from next to me

43 Backstage drinking up the Yac, nigga you ain't get no text from me

44 Shit pull up, I can pump your brakes, that's dopeboy shit we pumping base

45 Flex so hard my muscles ache, stack that bread then tuck the safe

46 If it's game day, I quarterback, that's on me, them boys is back

47 All I know is that fly shit, got pimp game on my boarding pass

48 Fuck what you talking 'bout, I be making G's

49 Posted up in the parking lot, dangling my keys

50 Fuck what you talking 'bout, I was overseas

51 Posted up, Polo down, catch me dangling my keys

52 If you try, you'll find I'm rhyming in some Iversons

53 In the ocean, riding dolphins, grab 'em by the fin

54 Uh, yea bitch I'm ten feet tall

55 Bunch of hoes playing with my beach balls

56 The money in the way, I don't see y'all

57 Finally making paper legal

58 Bitch I'm flyer than a seagull

59 Fresh as fuck, that's by default

60 I hit Schoolboy Q to borrow bucket hats

61 Why you talking little homie, go and run a lap

62 Fuck that shit, I been ether

63 Have these bitches running like a gym teacher

64 So you can go and do a hundred drills

65 Twenty years old with a couple mill

66 It's nothing, I'mma go for more

67 Just became a wizard, bitch I'm Okafor

68 Same shit you been told before

69 These some raps out the fucking baking soda drawer

70 Yea I spit that crack bitch

71 Mac Div