Insomniak Lyrics - Mac Miller

Think for yourself and you'll find out that a lot of those so-called authorities are bullshit 

I'm the mothafuckin' greatest, y'all don't know that yet 

I don't need your money, you can hold that check 

At the crib in some Polo sweats 

I don't need a ho, that's what the hoes don't get 

I'm on my worst behavior 

Bad side piece with the perfect favor 

Mothafuckas never loved us 

Comin' for your money, mothafucka, don't trust us 

You ain't shit 

Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that brick 

I don't want nothin' with your doo-doo clique 

Treat her like a dog, how I do that bitch 

Done doin' promo 

And it's still mothafuckin' Most Dope 

Made a couple million off a brand, mothafucka 

We ain't even got a logo 

Bitch, you better have my money 

(I stay feelin' myself) 

I don't see anybody but me 

(Man I'm killin' myself) 

And this shit too real 

See a mothafucka like me gettin' money 

How does it feel? 

Already been, but I'm back for more 

Insomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for 

Insomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for 

Don't sleep! 

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I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin' insomniac 

(Don't try to sneak around me) 

I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin' insomniac 

(So don't try, don't try to sneak around me) 

I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin' insomniac 

I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin' insomniac 

(Oh, hello Q) 

Yeah, yeah, said, said I'm a maniac, craziac, same thing 

I might need to cave the fact 

Chain reactions happen when I make a pact 

A psycho, God made me that 

Cause I fade to black and gets down like a plane attack 

You mothafuckas just made me lap 

Ha ha, God damnit, safety drill, do not panic 

Let me see how loud you scream (AHHH!) 

I'm off the map, mothafuckas start lookin' 

But they're never gonna see where I be 

She only speak French 

Said "Bitch look, don't try and speak around me" 

I don't sleep at all 

If you with that bullshit, I don't wanna be involved, shit 

I could make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee 

Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter, Gretzky 

Take your bitch, your pet, she don't test me 

Don't flex if you don't got shit on me 

And you ain't got shit on me, come get it 

(Come get it, come, come get it, come) 

Drawer full of fresh whites 

[?] bag full of unleaded 

I don't get enough credit 

Don't sleep! 

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(M-M-M-M-M-M) 

They've done fucked up, han? 

The biggest bezzle, han? 

The don, Ricky Farrakhan 

(M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music) 

My weed burnin', my chain glitter 

He's self made, Mac Miller my real nigga 

Fuck who don't like, bitch come see me 

Fuck who don't like, hitta, hitta, hitta 

Gettin' money so complicated 

I'm the shit, I'm constipated 

Yo baby momma, straight G 

Let me use the crib to mail all the weed 

California, Atlanta 

White girl in the black Phantom 

My top down, mid-December 

Ride with a big black fat nigga 

Krispy Kreme, then it's chicken wings 

duce you to different things 

Jet skis and the best weed 

Think it's fake? Bitch test me 

I'm jetlagged, don't need a stylist 

Pants sag, Jimmy Fallon 

Blowin' green in the green room 

Def Jam like Baous really wildin' 

Yeah they hate but won't box a nigga 

Bought the estate from a boxin' nigga 

Paranoid, I'm walkin' 'round 

I'm butt naked with my chopper, nigga 

Hahahahaha 

I'm butt naked with my chopper, nigga 

I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin' insomniac 

(Don't try to sneak around me) 

I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin' insomniac 

(So don't try, don't try to sneak around me) 

I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin' insomniac 

I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin' insomniac