Mac Miller
Flat Tire
[Verse 1]
Intimidation, innovation
I can’t wait to get my picture taken
A little whiskey in my flask
Didn’t have to ask, sit down and take a sip with Satan
I love my bitches, I love my bitches naked
She fucked a lot of rappers, said my dick the greatest
Oh, look at all the people staring
Yeah I’m drunk, I don’t seem coherent
Yeah, everybody want to be a millionaire, millionaire, a millionaire
Everybody want to be a millionaire, a millionaire, a motherfucking millionaire
Yeah, never (?)
I got everybody worried Imma burn out young
I would read so many books, but he turn out dumb
Imma make sure these motherfuckers learn about us

[Chorus]
Give the people what they want, what you really want?
Want you really want? What you really want?
I give the people what they want, what you really want?
What you really want? What you really want?
But do you really want? But do you really want?
But do you really want? But do you really want?
But do you really want? But do you really want?
But do you really want? But do you really want?
[Bridge]
Yeah, freedom
Said, said the people want freedom
Yeah, cause everybody need freedom (yeah)
Yeah, everybody need freedom (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I break the weed down on slaughter house five
Don’t worry about the car, yeah I’ll drive
Oh shit, I’m kinda drunk tho
Haven’t been behind the wheel in a month or so
Yeah, my life is shambles
Got so much shit to say, so I ramble
All I hear is, do you have it handled?