[Intro: Mac Miller]
Ahem
Microphone check, one-two, one-two
Haha, hey, haha
I figured I'd get funky for a second, if that's okay with y'all
Uh-huh, uh-huh
It go, it go
Hey, hey, look, uh, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
They probably used to this Jewish kid foolin' with the music shit
Ludacrisly move a bitch, she feel it in her uterus
I'm generous and clever with this effort, so intelligent
Sentence wreckin' in seconds, invest in it for the hell of it
Tell a bitch she outie if you smell of fish, hell no
Hand her soap and tell her, "Go and get it fixed"
Never hear the end of it
Laughin' with your friends like some degenerates
But be nice, these females' feelings are kinda delicate
Never get the etiquette
Boy, I'm a asshole
Five-star restaurant, smokin' green tobacco
And TreeJay only eat it with Tabasco
He never try that tuna-noodle casserole
Ha-ha-ha, he-he-he, what the fuck was that?
Mothafucka, I'm skeed
Learned to smoke weed before I ever learned to read
Hey, kids, you can be just like me
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
And now we go front, back, side to side
Everybody just glide
If you gettin' high, throw your hands in the sky
And do that shit one more time
Say we go front, back, side to side
Everybody just glide
If you gettin' high, throw your hands in the sky
Tell the person to your left that you fly (I'm fly)

[Verse 2: Palermo Stone]
So fly, baby, buzzin' like an insect
Buggin' every track that I infest, been best
Simple intellect, feelin' that I've been up next
Feeling all the interest in puttin' all the hate to rest
No atheist, but self-made
Great team, we just tryna get ourselves paid
Never been on E, all my boosters pump gas for me
Gassed up like a Hummer for the summer
And everything I did was a runner for the numbers
All the critics got a woody, the foundation with the lumber
Fronters, ha, will never get no shine
Y'all struggle through life, and we just gon' glide
Hop on the bandwagon, squeeze for the ride
Trees for the trip, beans for my high
Reach for the sky, yeah, it's worth a try
But you still couldn't touch a man this fly
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
And now we go front, back, side to side
Everybody just glide
If you gettin' high, throw your hands in the sky
And do that shit one more time
Say we go front, back, side to side
Everybody just glide
If you gettin' high, throw your hands in the sky
Tell the person to your left that you fly (I'm fly)