Glow lyrics - Mac Miller (with Pharrell Williams)

[Pharrell]

You see that glow that high gloss

That high gloss, that high gloss

You see that glow, that high gloss

That high gloss, that high gloss

Here we go…

[Mac Miller - Verse 1]

I fuck around with them playmates

Twenty thousand my day rate

Eating seven course meals now

People say that I gained weight

All you rappers you ain’t safe

More money same face

Been the shit still the shit

Just double up, exchange rate

Guess who just grown up now

You can all sit the fuck down

Had to speak to P, said I need the beat

To show these clowns I don’t fuck around

Asking me about money, wonder what’s my net worth

People try to come sue me, but I call up J.G. Wentworth

Yeah I glow, they don’t

I suppose let ‘em go

Spend 10 racks on my coat

Fuck a whip just bought me a boat

My flow is gross

Be bread, get it I was toast

Without one, you reaching

You ain't close, get it, no

[Chorus]

Oh you ain’t now (oh you ain’t now)

Since I was born (since I was born)

My mind was gone (my mind was gone)

Know I was poor

Don’t mind any bitch I just go (I just go)

And my wrist was cold (wrist was cold)

My world was snow (my world was snow)

What I need light fo’

Girl I’m white as a bitch, I just glow

I’m so special (I’m so special)

I’m so special (I’m so special)

I’m so special (I’m so special)

Girl I’m white as a bitch I just glow

I’m so special (I’m so special)

I’m so special (I’m so special)

I’m so special (I’m so special)

Girl I’m white as a bitch I just glow

[Mac Miller - Verse 2]

I rap a lot, rap a lot, don’t be afraid it’s just after shock

Yeah jam like when Shaq grab the rock

I’m going in like a Magic shot

Don’t rap sweet like apricots

Shut the fuck up you don’t have to talk

I’ma lay back with my ass on top

Got the game on match a lot muthafucker

You don’t see cash a lot, bitch stop acting like you bad you not

I put my dick in her ass and twat and she look back like thats the spot

Call me, I’m counting money, play around with money

Y’all ain’t shit without ya money

Life ain't all about the money

Well it kinda is if you out of money

Mac Millions that’s the name

Most dope that’s the game

Drunk bitch so glad you came

Saw her taking off her clothes tryin have the train

Hoes love us, tryna fuck us with no rubbers

Fuck that, we fuck each other, on tour we make her fuck the runner

Muthafucker just shit you need

You ain’t fuck around my team

Cause you living all of your dreams

Here to kill your self esteem

And my flow is pyro

Smoke blunts 'til my eyes close

Middle finger up high though

End this song on a high note

[Chorus]

I’m just eating that pink slime

Bitch that pink slime

Muthafuckerrrrrrr...!!!