Ladies and gentleman
This is Macadelic [bad word] 
[Mac Miller: Verse 1]
Ugh I got codeine in my cup
You can bet your [bad word] I'm sippin'
Groupies fall in love
I'm like [bad word] you must be trippin'
I'm just tryna [bad word] And she just need tuition
Why you tryna stunt
You need to play your own position
Never gave a [bad word] And nothing 'bout me changed
Still roll up them blunts
Got diamonds in my chain
Yeah you heard me
I got diamonds in my chain
But it don't make a difference
If you cryin' in the rain
Two hundred shows, I'ma kill more
I just sold out that Fillmore
Got a million, make a mil more
Play a number one spot on the Billboard

[Mac Miller: Refrain]
Yea people lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, [bad word] is close
Growing up, po' a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke

I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that [bad word] up for me right now (right now)
Here [bad word]  there it go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low

I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that [bad word] up for me right now (right now)
Here [bad word]  there she go
Never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know
Never keep your pockets low

[Mac Miller: Verse 2]
I'ma get that Grammy soon [bad word] your magazine
Jordan gonna hear me shoot
Still [bad word] your magazine
Hammer team, in that pack with me
Hear that Jerm beat banging
With a glass of lean
When I went to every high school class would be
Tryna [bad word] the female faculty
I'm a crazy little [bad word] Good thing my head [bad word] away
I experiment with [bad word] But I won't ever [bad word] with yay
I just made a million dollars
Still I think I'm underpaid [bad word] with me? Kid no way
When you meet me [bad word] stand up straight
Pump out reps, yeah I got reps
Tryna talk [bad word] what you think about that?
For the pesos, getting bank rolls
I'ma lay low chill, til I let that stack

[Mac Miller: Refrain]
Yea people lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, [bad word] is close
Growing up, po' a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke

I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that [bad word] up for me right now (right now)
Here [bad word]  there it go
Ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn't, now you know
Never keep your pockets low

I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that [bad word] up for me right now (right now)
Here [bad word]  there she go
Never chasing after hoes
If you did, now you know
Never keep your pockets low