Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] Get high, breakin' laws Get high, breakin' laws [Verse 1: Mac Miller] Yeah, okay, I wake up with the taste of pussy still in my mouth Bitch in my bed, homegirl still asleep on the couch My head is bangin' like Metallica, swallow a bottle of Advil up Then head back to the bedroom where she suck me dry like Dracula It's The Young Miraculous, Mister Love-to-Grab-His-Nuts Never let a bitch inside, fuck her in the Acura Aurora borealis with the shine, my aura gorgeous Dinner with forty courses, bunch of horny whores Who fornicate to formulate a fortune, more in the race of horses, I am My homies got my back, they all Verizon (A-a-a-and?) I bring this to you la-la-la-la-la-la-live, man You gon' need at least five hands to hold my finance I am fe, fi, fo, fum, the giant The best thing out of Pittsburgh since Clemente with the Pirates I tell 'em, "Shh, this middle finger sign for silence" Ain't a fuckin' way I'm keepin' quiet [Chorus: Mac Miller & Juicy J] Yeah (Woo) I been ridin' through the city, blowin' smoke out the window (Yeah) Cops is on patrol, they lookin' out for all the criminals (Woo) I been a lot of things, I ain't never been a bitch though (No) Rules to the game (Yeah), you know how this shit go (Let go) Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Break the law) Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Hell yeah) Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Break the law) Oh no (Break-break, break-break the law) La, la, la (Let's go) [Verse 2: Mac Miller & Juicy J] So many people told me that I wouldn't be shit But now I walk around with money and my hand on my dick I think I'm special (Special), I'm drinkin' whiskey out the bottle 'til I black out One million, two million, shit, I'm losin' track now (Yeah) Comin' to you live inside the crack house Started with a dub and then I made it to a half ounce Then I turned it to a pound (Wow), turned that to a house (Wow) Turned that to a career, how the fuck did I get here? (Woo) Spendin' all your time just gettin' high will drive you crazy (Crazy) I killed the game like Jeffrey Dahmer did the '80s Speedin' down the freeway gettin' head in my Mercedes Givin' me all of this money was crazy, shoulda known better, no pressure Dope seller, smarter than your professor Hoes, I don't stress her, put a bitch down like Old Yeller The flow's stellar, stella ella ola, have you ever been? Shit, I pro'bly could've been the president [Chorus: Mac Miller & Juicy J] Yeah I been ridin' through the city, blowin' smoke out the window Cops is on patrol, they lookin' out for all the criminals I been a lot of things, but I ain't never been a bitch though Rules to the game, you know how this shit go Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Break the law) Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Hell yeah) Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Break the law) Oh no (Break-break, break-break the law) La, la, la, la [Outro: Juicy J & Mac Miller] Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Break the law) Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Break the law) Get money, fuck the system, break the law (Break the law) (La, la, la, la, la) Break the law, break-break, break-break the law (La-la-la-la) Break the law (La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la) Break the law (La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la) Break the law (La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la) La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la