Mac Miller - Red Dot Music feat. Action Bronson (Official Song with Lyrics) HQ

[Verse 1: Mac Miller] Think I can see a *** halo About to meet my maker Brought a double cup of Drano Some Soda for the flavor uncontrollable behavior With some psychopathic tendencies Lonely as your neighbors with the ***, he got special needs Word to my denim fiends, I'm Kennedy on ecstasy My flavor from the nature, need an acre for my recipe They got my soul, bu I don't let them take the rest of me My melody, a little like Kenny G's, it's heavenly And my denim tailored, me and Action rapping I'll be *** with the fader, sipping mind eraser Actually, we rapping for the *** of it Taking money from you, gonna smack you out in public We the republican government, abundance of substance Having consumption to *** a *** You're Banana Republic fit, go suck a *** And your *** looking like Cousin Itt, the ugliest [Hook: Action Bronson] I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking crazy *** Groupie *** wild enough to suck a baby's *** Cadillacs is gettin' whipped a hundred eighty fifth Just for that sizzle, gore-tex in case of drizzle [Mac Miller] I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking crazy *** Looking up into the clouds where the angels sit They looking down, keeping watch 'til I'm dead So how'd I get this red dot on my head? [Verse 2: Action Bronson] Yo, I don't perform unless the money's in my pocket first After rapping take my people out for octopus We all deserve a dedication to the fandom Hold your hand out for nothing if you claim to be my man, damn You see me peeling off a whip like when your mother strip Blow the dice, roll them ***, hit another trip ***, I'm on some *** Hand's *** hotter than a leather in the six in the summertime Understand I'm only rhyming for this son of mine And so my daughter can be a lawyer and reap the spoils We ate the tuna, it's suede puma, my look is Jay Buhner Dawg it's cause some of us just age sooner I'm still twisted, rocking lizards from a strange river Forbidden jungle in the joint paper, point shaver Check the bio, I fixed the game between Kentucky and Miami of Ohio I been wild [Hook] [Verse 3: Mac Miller] *** I'm nodding enough, I'm hot as wassabi sauce And constantly giving y'all a bit of this ambiance I was a minor, chasing after *** None of my friends were fake, but none of My clothes designer Went from posted on stoops to smoking on roofs I came from that basement now look at this view Making this money, blowing it all *** what you did, just show me results [Verse 4: Action Bronson] Yo I'm a 635, dip or fly *** Leather to the foot, horses I lead them to the brook If you like to keep the chisel in the book I see a lion in the mirror when I look Look, I lose money but I make it back I keep it true and ain't no *** faking that I get a fade and then I fade to black Bet on the Razorbacks, I hold the multi-colored flavored gat Blat [Refrain] I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs [Outro: Loaded Lux] You was Easy Mac with the cheesy raps Who the *** is Mac Miller? This name say "crack dealing trap *** Slash cat peeler, back with a black stripper *** thicker than a snack wrap snicker Too fat to snap zippers" And half is what I'll do to Mac Miller Now my minds first track figured A *** who treats his yak richer than elixer Taps slicker than past tiller Goes around the room like his cats get finna Oh you Mac Miller? The fact's filtered in the snapped picture My man jack ripped over Google like Jack the Ripper Yoohoo, I'm finna *** this brunette *** Get pumped like a flat fixed to become a flat fixture A rap figure to look like you hacked Twitter I'll show you Beastie Boy You can't match your killer with that *** I'd rather attack Tigger or Jack Triller He got track fillers for a album If he had Jigga on an *** sticker Wouldn't go cat litter where I'm from Malcolm, I knock the thoughts off your balcony King, you're from a home of funny bones Not like quite the one I've known You look like, before you punched in flows You were struckin' blows, bloody nose for your honey row In the lunchroom gettin' yo money stole You're a bully's Best Day Ever With those Nike's on your feet Coming through Blue Slide Park I'm gon' rob this chump On a party on Fifth Ave like he Donald Trump *** give me that *** I liked you better when you was Easy Mac With the cheesy raps Who the *** is Mac Miller?