Released: March 11, 2011

Songwriter: William Lane Shaw Taiwo Hassan Kehinde Hassan Jeffrey Maccora Edward Wendler Benjamin Hazelgrove Blue, The Misfit Mac Miller

Producer: Blue, The Misfit

[Intro]
Hey
And it's the best day ever
So pack your motherfuckin' bags, 'cause we gon' go
Pack your motherfuckin' bags, we gon' go

[Verse 1]
Hey, I got a
Cup of Henny, joint of good
Not gettin' any sleep, even though I should
Catch a early flight, hit another city
For a concert full of fans who be fuckin' with me
Countin' hundreds, fifties, groupie hoes
That all love to show me how they drop they booties low
Two at once, that's a ménage à trois
Watch their bras come off, have me sayin', "La-di-da"
Rock 'n' roll, livin' life
Gettin' head, get it twice
It feels like I've been drunk for the eleventh night
Don't know how I'm gonna wake up in time to catch this flight
All these bitches in the front row tryna dress alike
They do a lot of barkin', but they never bite
They lookin' at me like, "I'm gonna have some sex tonight"
And yes, I might if it's alright, 'cause...

[Chorus]
I got what you need If you lookin' for a trip
Escape the world a little bit, maybe go and get a grip
This heart can be your drugs, just please don't take too much
You can have it free of charge though, I do it for the love, 'cause
I got what you need if you lookin' for a trip
Escape the world a little bit, maybe go and get a grip
This heart can be your drugs, just please don't take too much
You can have it free of charge though, I do it for the love, 'cause

[Verse 2]
First I
Take a breath, then let it out
Hear 'em clap a little while, then I take my bow
I'm on my job, but maybe out my mind
Got some liquor and some weed, it's about that time
Anyway you name it, I'm entertainment
I make it, I'll admit, I'm kinda famous
My life is like a vacation
'Cause day out and day in, these hotels, Days Inns
Travel navigation, I switch up my location
Days goin' without shavin', the road life's a bitch
But fuck it, this the good life, so for no life, I'd switch
Got my money comin' faster than these women I get into
Can't tell me how to live my life, chill, fool, I been cool
I'm the type of dude, pretty cool, kinda nice, not rude
'Cause some hoes who like my tunes
Get front row then show their boobs
Party every night, they worry that I blow the fuse
But I'm way too young, and don't know rules [?]

[Chorus]
I got what you need If you lookin' for a trip
Escape the world a little bit, maybe go and get a grip
This heart can be your drugs, just please don't take too much
You can have it free of charge though, I do it for the love, 'cause
I got what you need if you lookin' for a trip
Escape the world a little bit, maybe go and get a grip
This heart can be your drugs, just please don't take too much
You can have it free of charge though, I do it for the love, 'cause

Mac Miller

Malcolm James McCormick (Jan. 19, 1992 – Sept. 7, 2018), who performed as Mac Miller, was an American rapper and producer from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Since releasing his first mixtape at just 15 years old, he became one of the leaders of the new school of young and highly talented “weirdos.”

Mac’s credibility in the rap game increased ten-fold and resulted in a slew of quality releases, including 2012’s Macadelic mixtape, his second studio album Watching Movies With The Sound Off, and his critically-acclaimed 2014 mixtape Faces.

He had multiple alter-egos, most notably his producer alias Larry Fisherman and his sick and twisted pitched-up persona (à la Quasimoto,) Delusional Thomas.