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Think I can see a halo
to meet my maker
Brought a double cup of
Some Soda for the flavor behavior
With some tendencies
as your neighbors with the bitches, he got special needs
Word to my fiends, I'm Kennedy on ecstasy
My flavor the nature, need an acre for my recipe
They got my soul, but I don't let them the rest of me
My melody, a little Kenny G's, it's heavenly
And my denim tailored, me and rapping
I'll be fucking with the fader, sipping eraser
Actually, we for the fuck of it
money from you, gonna smack you out in public
We the government, abundance of substance
Having consumption to a bitch
You're Banana Republic fit, go a dick
And your bitch looking like Cousin Itt, the

I said it must be the that got us thinking crazy shit
Groupie bitches wild enough to suck a baby's
Cadillacs is gettin' whipped a hundred fifth
for that sizzle, gore-tex in case of drizzle

I it must be the drugs that got us thinking crazy shit
Looking up the clouds where the angels sit
They looking down, keeping watch I'm dead
So how'd I get this red dot on my

Yo, I don't perform unless the money's in my pocket
After take my people out for octopus
We all deserve a dedication to the
Hold your out for nothing if you claim to be my man, damn
You see me off a whip like when your mother strip
Blow the dice, them shits, hit another trip
Shit, I'm on some
fucking hotter than a leather in the six in the summertime
Understand I'm only rhyming for son of mine
And so my daughter can be a and reap the spoils
We ate the tuna, it's suede puma, my is Jay Buhner
Dawggie cause some of us just age
I'm still twisted, lizards from a strange river
jungle in the joint paper, point shaver
Check the bio, I fixed the game Kentucky and Miami of Ohio
I wild

I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking shit
Groupie bitches enough to suck a baby's dick
Cadillacs is gettin' whipped a eighty fifth
for that sizzle, gore-tex in case of drizzle

I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking shit
Looking up into the where the angels sit
looking down, keeping watch 'til I'm dead
So how'd I get red dot on my head?

I'm nodding off, I'm hot as wassabi sauce
And giving y'all a bit of this ambiance
I was a minor, after vagina
of my friends were fake, but none of
My clothes
Went from on stoops to smoking on roofs
I came from that now look at this view
Making money, blowing it all
Fuck what you did, just me results

Yo I'm a 635, dip or fly
Leather to the foot, horses I lead to the brook
If you locked, then keep the in the book
I see a lion in the mirror I look
Look, I lose but I make it back
I keep it true and ain't no motherfucking that
I get a fade and then I fade to
Bet on the Razorbacks, I hold the flavored gat

I it must be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I said it be the drugs
I said it be the drugs
I it must be the drugs

You was Easy Mac with the cheesy
Who the is Mac Miller?
This name say "crack dealing nigga
Slash cap peeler, back a black stripper
Ass thicker than a snack snicker
Too fat to zippers"
And half is what I'll do to Mac
Now my minds first figured
A who treats his yak richer than elixer
Taps slicker past tiller
Goes the room like his cats get finna
Oh you Mac
The filtered in the snapped picture
My man Jack ripped over Google like Jack the
Yoohoo, I'm finna murder brunette bitch
Get pumped like a flat fixed to become a flat
A rap to look like you hacked Twitter
show you Beastie Boy
You can't match your killer that wigger
I'd rather attack Tigger or Triller
He got track fillers for a
If he had on an ad-sticker
Wouldn't go cat litter where I'm
Malcolm, I knock the thoughts off balcony
King, you're from a home of bones
Not like the one I've known
You look like, before you in flows
You struckin' blows, bloody nose for your honey row
In the gettin' yo money stole
a bully's Best Day Ever
With those on your feet
Coming through Blue Park
I'm gon' rob chump
On a party on Ave like he Donald Trump
Nigga give me that
I liked you better you was Easy Mac
With the raps
Who the fuck is Mac