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Think I can see a fucking
About to my maker
Brought a cup of Drano
Some Soda for the uncontrollable behavior
With some psychopathic
Lonely as your neighbors the bitches, he got special needs
Word to my denim fiends, I'm on ecstasy
My from the nature, need an acre for my recipe
got my soul, but I don't let them take the rest of me
My melody, a like Kenny G's, it's heavenly
And my tailored, me and Action rapping
I'll be with the fader, sipping mind eraser
Actually, we for the fuck of it
Taking money you, gonna smack you out in public
We the republican government, of substance
Having to fuck a bitch
You're Banana fit, go suck a dick
And your bitch looking Cousin Itt, the ugliest

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You was Easy Mac with the raps
Who the is Mac Miller?
This name say "crack trap nigga
Slash cap peeler, back with a black
Ass thicker than a snack wrap
Too fat to zippers"
And is what I'll do to Mac Miller
Now my minds first figured
A nigga who his yak richer than elixer
Taps slicker than past
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 this brunette
Get like a flat fixed to become a flat fixture
A rap figure to look like you hacked
I'll show you Boy
You can't match your killer that wigger
I'd rather attack Tigger or Jack
He got track fillers for a
If he had Jigga on an
go cat litter where I'm from
Malcolm, I the thoughts off your balcony
King, you're from a of funny bones
Not like the one I've known
You look like, you punched in flows
You were struckin' blows, bloody nose for your row
In the lunchroom gettin' yo stole
You're a bully's Day Ever
With those on your feet
through Blue Slide Park
I'm gon' rob chump
On a party on Ave like he Donald Trump
Nigga me that shit
I liked you when you was Easy Mac
the cheesy raps
Who the is Mac Miller?