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Mac Miller - Adios Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro: Pittsburgh AtomiK]
Yeah
Check me out, y'all
You know what this is, man
That young dude AtomiK, AKA AK, I'm back again
I got the homeboy Sinclair on the track now, you know what it is
Big Dame, EZ Mac, [?] from the hood
Dudes, we 'bout to get it poppin'
Yeah, okay
AK, yeah, AK

[Verse 1: Pittsburgh AtomiK]
Know where I'm from, I got niggas that blast too
The last dude trippin' got it quicker than fast food
He came at my neck, "Did you kill him?", I had to
This ain't wrestlin' and I don't need a team to tag you
Leave high, AK's the name that be fly
Made of money, that's why I got more honeys than beehives
See why I live dreams while you out your mind?
I pull hoes top of the line, all my routes is [?], nigga
If it's a issue, promise I won't miss you
You don't need to see bathrooms to see tissue
What? Let's get it up 'cause I don't give a fuck
I'm the type that turn daddy's little girl to a slut
I'm always lookin' fly when I'm ridin' in the truck
Me? I'm just another squirrel tryna get a nut
See, my bones never home so I keep the metal on
Talk a big talk, bang on niggas like a telephone
I'm insane, I'm a vet in the game
That's your girl, but she give me more neck than a chain
She on my workout plan, so I'm stretchin' her frame
Join the Mile High Club, I'm havin' sex on the plane
AK [?] my ice jockin' on both hands
I got more ice than Frosty the Snowman
Your boy got guap, so I don't like the jakes
And my numbers keep changin' like license plates
[Interlude: EZ Mac & Pittsburgh AtomiK]
Oh, uh-oh
Oh, haha, yeah (Shh)
Yo (Check me out, y'all), look

[Verse 2: EZ Mac]
The block's hot fa'sho (Yup), see the cops patrol (Oh)
It's just a stop-and-go, they see the proper flow
To prosper isn't optional, I've been gettin' paper (Yessir)
So I throw the deuce like, "See you later" (Peace)
Young Mac gettin' cake like a baker
Try and get a mansion and a wake on a acre
Posted with my homies, we don't wanna hear you talkin' (Shh)
'Cause we gon' creep like Christopher Walken (Haha)
On the grind, on the daily like Carson
Yeah, boy, I'm 'bout my whole family like the Partridge (Haha)
Fat money, my pockets Eric Cartman
Don't stop 'fore we roll in your apartment (Yo)
What happened, boy, to your rappin' boy?
You wanna battle me, we can get it crackin', boy (Haha)
You wanna knuckle up, then we get it smackin', boy
I'll beat that head in, make you wanna grab your boys (Oh, shit)
You gon' need a team effort, I'm gettin' obscene cheddar
Never to seem better, you probably gon' need stretcher
See, I seek treasure, try and get the golden crown (Yessir)
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, yeah, I hold it down (To the ground)
[Outro: Pittsburgh AtomiK]
Check me out, y'all