Mac Miller — Warhead

[Intro: B-DuBB] B-DuBB, Easy Mac Who is— Who is the man that taught ya how to rap and how to sell crack, boozes, maaaan? Foolin', we get down like this [Verse 1: B-DuBB] Ay yo, it's like, check it Beedie shot ya, whatcha gon' do? Heatie pops ya I'm sonnin' ya style, call me papa Pop of a Glock, that's the sound when I drop ya Stuff ya body parts in a locker Runnin' from the cops, Willy Parker And I ain't gonna walk on ya set get you wet Cause ya set full of talkers Straight snitches, I'll punch you in the face Leave you with eight stithces, bitches I play viscous [Verse 2: Easy Mac] Title is inevitable, I'm incredible Got lames hidin' behind frames like I was federal The fuckin' general, suck up on my genitals My flow's outta this world like I got some tentacles I'm with the pencil to murder instrumentals I'm spittin' ammunition, you better listen to potential I'm fifteens years with no restrictions on the mental My mind flows as I go, I follow where I'm sent to [Verse 3: B-DuBB] Me and Mac blow ya back when we writin' it Or freestylin' on some ill, that's excitement Keep a fat a sack and a gat at the side of him And kiss ya snakes tryna take what I'm hidin' in I spit it slick, so sick need a vitamin Aim it at ya forehead, leavin' four dead Bust in the door with lead and whores spread I'm a warhead, looking for more head Fuckin' on the floor til I gotta sore head Pussy lips drippin' stingin' like a hornet Kickin' bitches out the door in the mornin' Rappers tryna spit it but the shit is corny I ain't even wit it, man forreal [Verse 4: Easy Mac] I'm not the best in school but I'm set for college Cause when the bitch give me brains, yo I get some knowledge I keep a few close friends and the rest will tarnish A few respectable rappers, the rest are garbage I proceed to gain yardage, this ain't Dwayne Carter I make it rain harder, game remain slaughter My brain remains smarter and you stay retarded You better add another name to today's departed [Verse 5: B-DuBB] I never wake up and lose my skill I get baked up and use em, ew! The music real and every day I be movin' bills Makin' cake, hittin' jakes, puttin' dudes in jail [Verse 6: Easy Mac] And I'll tell you what they say right before they arrest you Anything you say can and will be used against you And even though they got no reason to resent you They treat you like you got a set of criminal credentials And me and B-DuBB are here to murder the game We gon' spit off every minute until you heard of the name We kickin' it exquisite, sittin' and gettin' lifted Bangin' music until the neighbor's pissed and I'm evicted [Verse 7: B-DuBB] Cause I be gettin' verbs workin' until I hear them birds chirpin' Yeah preferred first person in here, you heard certain Flirtin' with the lyrical spheres, ya ears hurtin' Merkin' every peer that appear, ya fears worsen [Outro: B-DuBB] I thought ya mothafuckas already knew Easy Mac but his mackin' ain't easy And next comin' up is Beedie Kill the shit