Mac miller - faces by leftfield, released 26 July 2019 1. Inside outside 2. Here we go 3. Friends (feat. Schoolboy q) 4. Angel dust 5. What do you do (feat. Sir michael rocks) 7. It just doesn't matter 8. Polo jeans (feat. Earl sweatshirt) 10. Happy birthday 11. Ave maria 15. San francisco 17. Colors and shapes 18.
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- Polo Jeans Lyrics: Damn you rabbit, you smell like fuckin' piss! / Yeah, no fucks when I go nuts / You can kiss my ass / Give no fucks when I go nuts / 'Cause I smoke dust, overdosed on the sofa.
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- Mac Miller
Comment by Jariah
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Comment by Kelpy G
“overdose on the sofaâ€x9D
Comment by Dub D
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Comment by COUNT NOMAD
idk why but something bout this song resonates with me so much, thank u mac and earl for this gem
Comment by Jake Rice 9
mac goes off in this
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Comment by Mak
long lines of those white women
I give no fucks when I go nuts, cause I smoke dust, overdosed on the sofa: DeadWoke up from the coma pulled up in a Skoda smoked, went back to bedNever thought it would be such a loner, I tell my bitch that I fucking own her
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My neighbor's daughter just got a dog, I'ma run it over, I'm a fucking soldierSo cold bro fuck pneumonia, all my bitches got love for Sosa, I just wanna fuck Rosa Acosta then disappear in Southern CaliforniaStrung out to the night, I'm chilling, everybody worried that the lights might kill themVia sight slipping, long lines of those white womenI'm with the homies, bump Counting CrowsJust went through a half ounce of coke, blood pouring all out my noseDon't tell my mom I got a drug problem, I'm fucking high-Ly publicized, when the sun go down I come aliveCause the guns go off in the summer time, cause the guns go off in the summer timeBlaowThis another motherfucking rap songBroke and crazy, rich and famous doesn't last longSpent all my cash on a broken dreamWent from weed and liquor to the coke and leanAll I got's this mansion and this potpourriBut don't I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?Don't I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paperAnd lately, I don't like shit, I been inside on the dailyGetting wasted as the time that I'm spending high and sedatedI'm putting five in his face, because we don't buy into bullshitAs soon as it's flashing lights then it's kush to hide in the bushesI do this shit out of spite cause there's niggas that overlooked me foreverI'm more content with dark and stormier weatherFlip the fucking cross on your rosary, we supposed to be betterBut here's a toast to your efforts, and don't approach me with nothingThat isn't money or breakfast, I'm close to choking a pussy, pussySweaty Man, you best had bet your bottom dollar on himWith a couple niggas, weighing sess like it's a lot of options15 on me for soda and swishersAnd who's the shit, a bag of chips, and a colon decleanser?I'm over bitches trying to act like I owe 'em a pictureRather introduce these hoes to Vince who could show you a pistolListen, ST was the older initialsBeen rap game tighter than boa constrictorsRolling stone like a boulder raving, I'm so impatient and going dumb asDisclosing my fucking home location to total strangersNo love in my heart for coppers, blood from my lungs on the sinkCashing out off the garments, the artist, fuck what you thinkThe sky'll turn black and the carrions could pickAt my flesh when I rest, tell 'em bury me adrift