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Think I can see a halo
to meet my maker
Brought a double cup of
Some Soda for the flavor uncontrollable
With some psychopathic
Lonely as your neighbors with the bitches, he got needs
to my denim 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 take the rest of me
My melody, a little like G's, it's heavenly
And my denim tailored, me and Action
I'll be fucking with the fader, mind eraser
Actually, we rapping for the of it
Taking money you, gonna smack you out in public
We the government, abundance of substance
Having consumption to fuck a
Banana Republic fit, go suck a dick
And your bitch looking Cousin Itt, the ugliest

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

I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking shit
Looking up into the clouds where the 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 rapping take my out for octopus
We all deserve a dedication to the
Hold your hand out for if you claim to be my man, damn
You see me peeling off a whip like when mother strip
Blow the dice, roll them shits, hit another
Shit, I'm on shit
Hand's fucking hotter than a leather in the six in the
Understand I'm rhyming for this son of mine
And so my daughter can be a and reap the spoils
We ate the tuna, it's puma, my look is Jay Buhner
cause some of us just age sooner
I'm twisted, rocking lizards from a strange river
jungle in the joint paper, point shaver
Check the bio, I fixed the game between Kentucky and of Ohio
I been

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

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

Bitch I'm nodding off, I'm hot as wassabi
And constantly y'all a bit of this ambiance
I was a minor, chasing vagina
None of my 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 show me

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

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

You was Easy Mac the cheesy raps
Who the fuck is Mac
This say "crack dealing trap nigga
cap peeler, back with a black stripper
Ass thicker than a snack snicker
Too fat to zippers"
And is what I'll do to Mac Miller
Now my minds first track
A who treats his yak richer than elixer
Taps than past tiller
around the room like his cats get finna
Oh you Mac
The fact's filtered in the snapped
My man Jack ripped over Google like the Ripper
Yoohoo, I'm finna murder brunette bitch
Get pumped like a fixed to become a flat fixture
A rap figure to look like you hacked
I'll show you Boy
You can't match killer with 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 where I'm from
Malcolm, I the thoughts off your balcony
King, you're from a home of bones
Not quite the one I've known
You look like, before you punched in
You were struckin' blows, bloody for your honey row
In the lunchroom gettin' yo money
You're a Best Day Ever
With those Nike's on your
Coming Blue Slide Park
I'm gon' rob this
On a party on Fifth Ave like he Donald
Nigga give me shit
I you better when you was Easy Mac
With the raps
Who the is Mac Miller?