Letras:
Mac Miller Get Em Up

volume real high, If you tryna feel the vibe throw your hands up in the sky motherf**** get em up up up up up up get em up up up up up up (x2) Verse

volume real high, If you tryna feel the vibe throw your hands up in the sky Motherfucker get em up up up up up up Get em up up up up up up [x2] [Verse

a come up Won't sleep till I'm done up Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, What up? Gotta get

: [Verse 1: Mac Miller] Ay yo, the flyest mutha-fcka up in the room Yeah, you know it's me Bitches hating on him, cause he started out here locally Hopefully

like aesop Light the weed and take off So high I cannot see, adolf Now I got these rappers all breaking up in sweat Cause every time I get up on the

bitches I ain't startin with u girls It's Mac (it's Mac) It's Mac jump back Dumb raps and my lungs is black Uhh yeah it's mac, say it again Chest collapse

: [Mac Miller] Ay yo, the flyest mutha-fcka up in the room Yeah, you know it's me Bitches hating on him, cause he started out here locally Hopefully

came so clear We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' that Mac tucked I'm a Bad

I Bought em in miami ship em hoes up to blue vault Musta had 20 chickenheads up in dat u-haul I move so smooth, cus them jack boys back track Half a quarter mill