Mac Miller - Friday Night Lights lyrics

[Intro: Darrelle Revis] Yo, this your boy Mr. Manhattan. I'mma just keep it like that [Hook: Mac Miller] Now the cameras flashing, all eyes on me Yeah, now we getting paid so you know we feeling great At the club motherf**er all drinks are free The light so bright, I'm feeling so nice Girl, we can get right, but just for the night It feel great to be fly like me, I bet you wish that you was fly like me [Verse 1: Darrelle Revis] I got this crazy kinda feeling, Mac I'm in the Burg and the spotlight's on my back No pressure on my back, I am high, swag on full attack Remember back in the days, house party kid and play, that's how we played You know we got chicks, that's what they laid Come on girl, you can't stay? Cause it's Friday night, no job and I'm looking right I'mma hit the club, shawty on my neck, back, wrist for what? It's this groupie love, if it is that's what's up If it ain't, that's what's up, I'm chilling on my grind, pour it up [Hook] [Verse 2: Mac Miller] I'm blowing money from saving every penny Now we getting drunk, no chasing with the Henny The women at the party go nuts when we roll up Dirty broads on the stage like so what They don't give a f**, they try to live it up She look a little bored, pour some liquor in her cup I dress like money, ain't none of this free, b**h Young boy got these hoes covered like Revis Rolling stone, satisfaction Cop a couple bottles, spend a night in Manhattan Tell the bartender, all drinks on me Rolling in the club with a fake ID [Hook]