Mac Miller Insomniak Lyrics, Insomniak Lyrics by Mac Miller ft Rick Ross

Yeah, yeah
Jerm, Jerm
Yeah, ah, ah

Ah, I’m the muh’fuckin’ greatest
Y’all don’t know that yet
I don’t need your money, you can hold that check
At the crib in some Polo sweats
I don’t need a ho, that’s what the hoes don’t get, whoa (Woo)
I’m on my worst behavior
Bad side piece with the pertinent flavor (Woo)
(Woo) Muh’fuckers never loved us
Comin’ for your money, muh’fucker don’t trust us (Nah)

Look, you ain’t shit
Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that brick (Okay)
I don’t want nothin’ with your doo-doo clique (Okay)
Treat her like a dog, how I do that bitch, uh (How I do that bitch)
Done doin’ promo (Promo)
And it’s still motherfuckin’ Most Dope (Most Dope)
Made a couple million off a brand
Muh’fucker, we ain’t even got a logo, uh

Bitch, you better have my money
(Must be feelin’ myself)
I don’t see anybody but me
(Plan on killin’ myself)
Keepin’ shit too real (Keepin’ shit too real)
See a muh’fucker like me gettin’ money

(How does it feel?)

Already been, but I’m back for more (Back for more)
Insomniac, I don’t know what I got a mattress for (Mattress for)
Insomniac, I don’t know what I got a mattress for
Don’t sleep
I’m an insomniac, a muh’fuckin’ insomniac
(Don’t try and speak around me)
I’m an insomniac, a muh’fuckin’ insomniac
(Bitch, I don’t speak French, look bitch, don’t try and speak around me)
I’m an insomniac, a muh’fuckin’ insomniac
(Oh, hello, Q)

Yeah, yeah, said, said
I’m a maniac, crazy, act insane
Think I might need a cage in fact (Okay)
Chain reactions happen when I make a pact
A psycho, God made me that (Okay)
‘Cause I fade to black, I gets down like a plane attack
You muh’fuckers just made me laugh
Haha, goddamnit, this ain’t a drill, do not panic
Let me see how loud you scream (Ah)

I’m off the map, muh’fuckas start lookin’
But they’re never gonna see where I be (See where I be)
She only speak French
Said, “Bitch, look, don’t try and speak around me” (Speak around me)
And I don’t sleep at all
If you on that bullshit, I ain’t gonna be involved
Shit, shit, shit
I could make a million puttin’ my lyrics on a tee (Woo)

Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter, Gretzky
Take your bitch, Joe Pesci, don’t test me
Don’t flex if you ain’t got shit on me
And you ain’t got shit on me, come get it
Come get it, come, come get it, come, come
Jar full of fresh white snow, bag full of unleaded (Bag full of unleaded)
I don’t get enough credit
Get enough credit, whoa
Don’t sleep

They done fucked up, huh?
The biggest bezzle, huh?
The don, Ricky Farrakhan, huh? (Maybach Music)
My weed burnin’ (My weed burnin’)
My chain glitter (My chain glitter)
He’s self made (He’s self made)
Mac Miller, my real n**** (My real n****)
Fuck who don’t like it (Fuck who don’t like it)
Bitch, come see me (Bitch, come see me)
Fuck who don’t like it, hitta, hitta, hitta (Fuck who don’t like it)

G-G-G-Gettin’ money so complicated
I’m the shit, I’m constipated
Your baby mama, straight G
Let me use the crib to mail all the weed
California, Atlanta, white girl in a black Phantom
My top down, mid-December
Ride with a big black fat n**** (Big black fat n****)

Krispy Kreme then it’s chicken wings
Introduce, different things
Jet skis and the best weed
Think it’s fake? Bitch, test me
I’m jet lagged, don’t need a stylist
Pants sag, Jimmy Fallon
Blowin’ green in the green room
Def Jam like, “Boss really wildin'”
Yeah, they hate, but won’t box a n****
Bought the estate from a boxer n****
Paranoid, I’m walkin’ round
I’m butt naked with my chopper, n**** (With my chopper, n****)
My chopper, n****, what? (My chopper, n****)
Haha
I’m butt naked with my chopper, n****

Said, said I’m an insomniac, a muh’fuckin’ insomniac
(Don’t try and speak around me)
I’m an insomniac, a muh’fuckin’ insomniac
(Bitch, I don’t speak French, look bitch, don’t try and speak around me)
I’m an insomniac, a muh’fuckin’ insomniac
I’m an insomniac, a muh’fuckin’ insomniac

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