Still Mackin' - Larry June, Zacari

Hit it all night and then she cook a nigga breakfast

Turned my phone off for a second, no text message

Avocado, fresh omelette, lil' feta

I drop the top, bend a few corners, I’m just livin'

She said she wanna hit that bitch, I slide the stencil

One thing I never would do is fuck random women

Got her legs all on the sink, we in the kitchen

Damnit, love, you gotta be at work in ten minutes

I got two cellphones but she never ever trippin'

I’m a pimp/rapper, but with you I feel different

I got a five years old son, I’m always here when he need me

Through all the fucking bullshit my whips stay clean, nigga

She showed me I could love her, yeah (I'm still macking)

Yeah, oh

Give me some sugar, I’m your neighbour (I'm still macking)

Damn babygirl, why you looking like that?

I never fall in love but you might just change that

Face on ten, and her ass so fat

I’m a grown man I ain’t worry 'bout your past

Insecure niggas got you trippin'

You beautiful, don’t let him tell you different

We can grab sushi on a wednesday

Then sunday you probably can get this dick

I’mma fly you out to the bay

I’mma show you how a nigga live

Maybe we should hit the golden gate

Or maybe we should just sip

Hit a nigga

She showed me I could love her, yeah (I'm still macking)

Yeah, oh

Give me some sugar, I’m your neighbour (I'm still macking)