Aliens Fighting Robots (feat. Sir Michael Rocks) - Mac Miller

Aliens Fighting Robots (feat. Sir Michael Rocks) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yall is dead weight, less great, always gettin second place
I tend to race ahead of pace, dippin while Im dressed in Bape
Then they chase, catch me if you can, I aint DiCaprio
This lucid dream will have you go like half a dose of Adderall
Capicola sandwichs are tasty from Primantis
Im a 57 giant, Brandon Jacobs, Eli Manning
Girls want makeup, get demanding, but they fake like orange tanning
So my girl and I be up like we some college students cramming
For a test that we aint study for, wonder will she love me more
With money, cause if not, Im not sure what all this money for
Feelin like a hundred wars are goin on currently
Soldiers sent to death on some jets for the currency
Poison, take this mercury, Ill teach you for a learners fee
How to turn your girlfriend to a circus freak
Cool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of Zeus
Actin like you fuckin with me, thats some shit I cant excuse
Focus is on manual, control the panoramic view, universe

You got a chance, dont blow it like how a tuba works
I plan to do, somethin that aint tangible
Now Im bout to hand it to
The homie Michael Rock, hear what he sayin to you
[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]
Take a trip, took a molly out a bank a populari
And the word around the city is he sittin in a Ferrari
I told my self I wouldnt get it, Im sorry
Thats my bad, I party till my cardies get foggy
Cant keep her hands off of me, got her locked, and lost the key
We smoke, make it hard to see, we go harder then Carter one
Excuse me baby pardon me, can you fuck me like the honeymoon?
Not saying its coming soon, but I want the real show
Give me the treatment that you getting all them heels for
The shit they payin all the bills for
Man I missed it, that cake taste delicious
They cant wait for vacations, paid for by pictures
Im feeling good, Im pulling bills Im real as hell
I dont front I roll blunts and papers
Dont fuck with fakers
Your girl is asking me if Imma take her
Im straight though
You see Im booked up til April
Thats mine, thats me, I take those
You try to see some pesos than shake though
You get exactly what you paid for, stop acting like you cant go
Swagging til the ankles
I feel you baby
Hopefully I look familiar, lately
Falling down the same rabbit hole looking for love
But youll never ever get it because
It seem like itll only happen when Im holding the drugs
You can never ever see it because
[Mac Miller]
Life a cliche, it ain't a bad one
First the plane land and then the bags come
We walking on this planet seeking action
Breaking girls hearts, sorry Miss Jackson
Falling down the same rabbit hole looking for love
But youll never ever get it because
Seem like itll only happen when Im holding the drugs
You can never ever see it
And it wont stop til the aliens fight the robots
And all the ladies take their clothes off
Im here with Mikey and we gonna Rock
This some shit you wont top
I said it wont stop til the aliens fight the robots
And all the ladies take their clothes off
Im here with Mikey and we gonna Rock
This some shit you wont top
Im so high what you think about that babe
On some other shit, tell em baby act crazy
Fifteen thousand, blow it on clothes
Six in the morning still sitting here throwed
Im buggin out, buggin out, I wonder if they know
Pull up to the house, and I wonder if she know
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