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mac miller - it's all gravy lyrics

[intro]
(i hope you ladies are enjoying my marijuana out there) hey, hey
i tell ’em, “it’s all gravy,” tell ’em, “it’s all gravy” (treejay’s been [?])
we just some motherf+ckin’ kids (haha)
we just some motherf+ckin’ kids, ayy

[chorus]
you can find me in the whip, eyein’ up your chick
i ain’t gotta spit no game, i’ma hit
baby, it’s all gravy (it’s all gravy)
i tell ’em, “it’s all gravy” (it’s all gravy)
rockin’ all new clothes, fresh head to toe
head back to the crib, got a o already rolled
sayin’, “it’s all gravy” (sayin’, “it’s all gravy”)
i tell ’em, “it’s all gravy” (it’s all gravy; hey, hey)

[verse 1]
i’ve been known to be the flyest and the highest
the youngest, but the wisest
the one to raise the climbin’ if you standin’ right beside him
you could find him just reclinin’ while some people want to sign him
tryna get my money tall, andrew bynum
relyin’ on the rhymin’ [?]
with assignments from his school that he behind
but he keepin’ his alliance with the people he came up with
’cause he ain’t really on no major change+up sh+t
he just wanna know the feelin’ bein’ famous is
now, he open up a magazine, seein’ that his name in it
so what you kick? some incredible dope sh+t
what you smoke? some delectable potent
i’m gettin’ promoted, collectin’ my fee
only the best is what you gettin’ from me
they mad that the world almost kept him a secret
be comin’ for the top, boy, you better believe it (haha)
[chorus]
you can find me in the whip, eyein’ up your chick
i ain’t gotta spit no game, i’ma hit
baby, it’s all gravy (it’s all gravy)
i tell ’em, “it’s all gravy” (it’s all gravy)
rockin’ all new clothes, fresh head to toe
head back to the crib, got a o already rolled
sayin’, “it’s all gravy” (hey; sayin’, “it’s all gravy”)
i tell ’em, “it’s all gravy” (look; it’s all gravy; uh, hey)

[verse 2]
they tryna tell me that i rap like biggie but i look like shady
tell you potato head b+tches that it’s gravy
champ like bailey, casanova with the ladies
try and pick ’em up in her mercedes
these b+tches all crazy, trippin’ on acid like katy
but you don’t even know that ho, so don’t hate me
’cause i’m just cuttin’ up, boy, that’s what i do
the name mac miller, who the f+ck are you?
we all just a family, huxtables
me, you, your mama and your sister and your cousin too
got my feet up now, feelin’ comfortable
you a liar, boy, call you george w.
hate to burst your bubble, but the worst of trouble yet to come
i be on your cable, yellin’, “get ‘er done”
if you ain’t got some money, better get you some
say you’ll see me at the top, well, i’m here, you can come
[chorus]
you can find me in the whip, eyein’ up your chick
i ain’t gotta spit no game, i’ma hit
baby, it’s all gravy (it’s all gravy)
i tell ’em, “it’s all gravy” (it’s all gravy)
rockin’ all new clothes, fresh head to toe
head back to the crib, got a o already rolled
sayin’, “it’s all gravy” (sayin’, “it’s all gravy”)
i tell ’em, “it’s all gravy” (it’s all gravy), ayy

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