[Intro: Cam'ron]
Another 7 a.m. session with Mac, high as a motherfucker, man
[?] just walked in
What up, ma?
Mac Miller in the buildin'
Lemme tell you this little story though real quick about this ho
Excuse me, ma, about this chick
This how it went down though (Uh-huh, uh, Cam'ron, yeah)

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Baby says she sick of me, sick of me, you kiddin' me? (Kiddin' me)
Fuck the fuckery, you comfort me, you diggin' me? (Dig)
Not Scooby-Doo, boo-boo, no mystery (Nope)
Not school, but I tell you the history (Wow)
Wanted me to wife her (Hmm), I just want to pipe her
Only gave her cab fare, I would've white-Nik'd her (I swear)
Baby won't quit though, she a fighter (Yeah)
I'm like, "God damn, it was just a one-nighter"
Don't know what I said to her, but now, the girl I'm deadin' her (Uh-huh)
Caught the vapors, Schwarzenegger never seen this Predator (Nope)
Venus a competitor to my cream and my cheddar, uh
See more tennis than Venus, Serena and Federer (Damn)
Sergio Tacchini, Lamborghini, yeah, etc. (Etc.)
Your life feels like a movie, I'll truly be your editor (Spielberg)
Cam did it, your man live it, I ran with it (Ran with it)
Two thousand dollar sweater [?]
[Pre-Chorus: Mac Miller]
I tell 'em oh yeah, motherfucker, oh yeah
I'm gettin' money with my homies, yeah, you know I'm gon' share
Life get hard, I don't care, I ain't goin nowhere
I ain't scared, I got my peoples and they iller than yours is

[Chorus: Mac Miller & Cam'ron]
So can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)
Said, can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it; uh)
So can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)
Said, can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I must admit it, I'm just iller than most
This business, I get up in it, like I'm pimpin' these hoes
All these people that you love, go 'head and give 'em a toast
Because, if they ain't here tomorrow, you gon' miss 'em the most
Now I'm livin' pretty good, yeah, some would say phenomenal
All about my net like it's a goalie in a soccer goal
Accomplished the impossible, my dreams, they seemed illogical
They ain't about that essay paper, I'ma tell 'em adios
Boss of all bosses, motherfucker, shouts to Vado too
Shmutty hoes been told me that they love me, that ain't nothin' new
Yeah, that's nice you know my Twitter, no, I ain't gon' follow you
You prostitute, dirty bitch, I'll throw you down the laundry shoot
Like bada-bing, bada-boom, diamond rings, designer shoes
Finer things I like to do, London, France and China too
Got a crib that got a view, above my yard that got a pool
O'Reilly tryna find me, shit, too bad
[Pre-Chorus: Mac Miller]
I tell 'em oh yeah, motherfucker, oh yeah
I'm gettin' money with my homies, yeah, you know I'm gon' share
Life get hard, I don't care, I ain't goin nowhere
I ain't scared, I got my peoples and they iller than yours is

[Chorus: Mac Miller & Cam'ron]
So can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)
Said, can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)
So can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)
Said, can you dig that? (Dig that) Huh? Huh? (Dig it)

[Outro: Cam'ron & Mac Miller]
(Dig it, dig it)
Dig it (Dig it)
Dig it, dig it, yeah, um
Yeah, shout out to Jerm on the beat
He would've wanted me to shout him out on the beat
Cam told me to tell you that you a bitch, and you ugly
That's what Cam said to tell you, I don't know
Cam said, "Yo, tell Jerm he's a bitch"
Aight, "Aight, Cam," I told him that