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Mac Miller - Insomniak (feat. Rick Ross)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
Mac Miller
Mac Miller
Vocals
Big Jerm
Big Jerm
Programming
ID Labs
ID Labs
Programming
ShodBeats
ShodBeats
Programming
Alain Goraguer
Alain Goraguer
Sampled Artist
D'Angelo
D'Angelo
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alain Goraguer
Alain Goraguer
Songwriter
Eric Dan
Eric Dan
Songwriter
Jeremy Kulousek
Jeremy Kulousek
Songwriter
Malcolm McCormick
Malcolm McCormick
Songwriter
Michael Archer
Michael Archer
Songwriter
Raphael Saadiq
Raphael Saadiq
Songwriter
Rashod Ali Odom
Rashod Ali Odom
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Big Jerm
Big Jerm
Producer
ID Labs
ID Labs
Producer
ShodBeats
ShodBeats
Producer
Josh Berg
Josh Berg
Recording Engineer
Larry Fisherman
Larry Fisherman
Recording Engineer
Eric Dan
Eric Dan
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Jerm, Jerm
Yeah, ah, ah
[Verse 2]
Ah, I'm the muh'fuckin' 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, whoa (Woo)
I'm on my worst behavior (Woo)
Bad side piece with the pertinent flavor (Woo)
Muh'fuckers never loved us
Comin' for your money, muh'fucker don't trust us (Nah)
[Verse 3]
Look, you ain't shit
Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that brick (Okay)
I don't want nothin' with your doo-doo clique (Okay)
Treat her like a dog, how I do that bitch, uh
Done doin' promo (Promo)
And it's still motherfuckin' (Most Dope)
Made a couple million off a brand
Muh'fucker, we ain't even got a logo, uh
[Verse 4]
Bitch, you better have my money
(Must be feelin' myself)
I don't see anybody but me
(Plan on killin' myself)
Keepin' shit too real (Keepin' shit too real)
See a muh'fucker like me gettin' money
[Verse 5]
(How does it feel?)
[Verse 6]
Already been, but I'm back for more (Back for more)
Insomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for (Mattress for)
Insomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for
Don't sleep
I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac
(Don't try and speak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac
(Bitch, I don't speak French, look bitch, don't try and speak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac
[Verse 7]
Yeah, yeah, said, said
I'm a maniac, crazy, act insane
Think I might need a cage in fact (Okay)
Chain reactions happen when I make a pact
A psycho, God made me that (Okay)
'Cause I fade to black, I gets down like a plane attack
You muh'fuckers just made me laugh
Ha ha, Goddamnit, this ain't a drill, do not panic
Let me see how loud you scream (Ah)
[Verse 8]
I'm off the map, muh'fuckas start lookin'
But they're never gonna see where I be (See where I be)
She only speak French
Said "Bitch look, don't try and speak around me" (Speak around me)
And I don't sleep at all
If you on that bullshit, I ain't gonna be involved
Shit, shit, shit
I could make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee (Woo)
[Verse 9]
Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter, Gretzky
Take your bitch, Joe Pesci, don't test me
Don't flex if you ain't got shit on me
And you ain't got shit on me, come get it
Come get it, come, come get it, come, come
Jar full of fresh white snow, bag full of unleaded (Bag full of unleaded)
I don't get enough credit
Get enough credit, whoa
Don't sleep
[Verse 10]
They done fucked up, huh?
The biggest bezzle, huh?
The don, Ricky Farrakhan, huh? (Maybach Music)
My weed burnin'
My chain glitter
He's self made
Mac Miller, my real ****
Fuck who don't like it
Bitch, come see me
Fuck who don't like it, hitta, hitta, hitta
[Verse 11]
G-G-G-Gettin' money so complicated
I'm the shit, I'm constipated
Yo baby mama, straight G
Let me use the crib to mail all the weed
California, Atlanta, white girl in a black Phantom
My top down, mid-December
Ride with a big black fat **** (Big black fat ****)
[Verse 12]
Krispy Kreme then it's chicken wings
Introduce, different things
Jet skis and the best weed
Think it's fake? Bitch, test me
I'm jet-lagged, don't need a stylist
Pants sag, Jimmy Fallon
Blowin' green in the green room
Def Jam like, "Boss really wildin'"
Yeah, they hate, but won't box a ****
Bought the estate from a boxer ****
Paranoid, I'm walkin' round
I'm butt naked with my chopper, **** (With my chopper, ****)
My chopper, ****, what? (My chopper, ****)
Haha
I'm butt naked with my chopper, ****
[Verse 13]
Said, said I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac
(Don't try and speak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac
(Bitch, I don't speak French)
(Look bitch, don't try and speak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac
I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac
Written by: Alain Goraguer, Eric Dan, Jeremy Kulousek, Malcolm McCormick, Michael Archer, Raphael Saadiq, Rashod Ali Odom, William Leonard Roberts II
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