Lyrics Mike Posner – Mittens Up

Like a waterfall in slow motion
(Alright)
Like a map with no ocean
(Bei Maejor, Southfield, Elzhi & McFly)

CHORUS
I’m still tryna to do it big for my whole town
When I’m back we can go all night
Let me see those mittens up, mittens up in the sky

Let em clear my throat, uh
Somebody take my coat, alright
Got the new to the game hunger
I’ve been running around, gunnin’ ’em down, givin’ ’em all a fake number
Apologies for that (I’m sorry)
I gotta keep my suitcase packed
You can add it to the arsenal
It’s that Cobain, Donnie Darko flow
Hey lady, I didn’t catch your name, lady
Let me do it to you good all night
Cause the nose ring might as well be a bulls-eye
Let me clear my throat

The goal was to go and get Scott Storch dough
And stay away from Scott Storch clothes
Have I done it yet? Not quite
I’m back in your city, never the same chick twice
Damn homie, in high school you was the man, homie
Damn, what the fuck happened to you?
All my plaques just sittin’ in the closet
Cause I ain’t have time to get ’em no spot yet
Don’t I just glide on the beat
Ain’t I so smooth on that motherfucka, bingo

CHORUS (x2)
I’m still tryna to do it big for my hometown
When I’m back we can go all night
Let me see those mittens up, mittens up in the sky

What up doe?
What up doe?