He Who Ate All The Caviar
Mac Miller · Other Songs - Mac Miller
Don't lay with me is no business
Came up in this country,
started out in this city
Pray for rent and this money
Praying more than just Sundays
He can go, I'm still hungry
He left no evidence on these dishes
Watching movies, no sound
Smoking weed with these dope palls
And bitch coked out
Smoke loud, will she go down
Damn, it's the life grind on
Girl, you fix your bikes,
you now the kid is nice
Piece of cake, it won't get a slice
...hide your kids, hide your wife
Find a sip, a bottle of Sprite
High shit, burn the bitch, dynamite
Bitch, tell me what your problems like
I wanna know, for real
Forgot the pipe, you talk all night
Hook:
So I get money, I fuck hoes, I wear really nice clothes
I go to the club and buy old Patron
I get a lot of bitches who love to suck my dick
I made a lot of money, I'm really mother fucking rich
So I get money, I fuck hoes, I wear really nice clothes
I go to the club and buy old Patron
I get a lot of bitches who love to suck my dick
I made a lot of money, I'm really mother fucking rich
Why the fuck did I start this?
Down spitting, retarded
That base line made that, it's the hardest
Regardless, I can get this, you're rich!
Yeah, cause I'm a quarter back
Bitch, give me my quarter back
Now change! Charley Sheen make it right!
Line out the whole bottle for, find out the whole bottom row
There's ice in my mouth right now
Meet you that shit, bitch, I'm cold
Yeah, I'm cold, all you rappers, you're old
Go to a war shows cause they smell like nursing homes!
Grose! Yeah, never wanted to get nominated
Yeah, I do! I'm just pissed I haven't got nominated
Hook:
So I get money, I fuck hoes, I wear really nice clothes
I go to the club and buy old Patron
I get a lot of bitches who love to suck my dick
I made a lot of money, I'm really mother fucking rich
So I get money, I fuck hoes, I wear really nice clothes
I go to the club and buy old Patron
I get a lot of bitches who love to suck my dick
I made a lot of money, I'm really mother fucking rich
He Who Ate All The Caviar
Mac Miller's "He Who Ate All The Caviar" stands as a quintessential example of his introspective lyricism and melodic sensibility. Recorded during the height of his career, the track exemplifies his ability to blend hip-hop with soulful, R&B-inflected melodies, creating a soundscape that feels both intimate and expansive. The song reflects Miller's signature style of weaving personal narrative with universal themes of consumption, excess, and the search for meaning. It captures the raw vulnerability and rhythmic complexity that defined his discography, particularly within the experimental and jazz-influenced tracks of his later period. As a standalone recording, it showcases his unique voice and the emotional depth he brought to every project, cementing his legacy as a pivotal figure in modern alternative hip-hop.