Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
(MGK)
Kells
I'm an East side Cleveland wild boy (East side Cleveland wild boy)
We got baseball bats like the Indians and my team pop off like cowboys
You're a white flag, throw that towel boy
I'm a jump right in that crowd boy
You're a Shhh! keep it down boy
And I'm a fuck you blow that loud boy
All I know is how to kill anyone in my cell
All they know is how to kill anybody but Kells
I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail
But I'm in Mexico getting marijuana from Miguel
Bring it back into the states, put it on a scale
Measure out a half a eighth, put it in a shell
Split it then I roll it and light it up like it's Independence Day
I got a lighter, put it in the air
Snap back with my city on it
Text back with your titties on it
Levis, put your pussy on it
Start grinding like the Clipse is on it
Drink until I get pissy bitch
Smoke until I get dizzy bitch
Lose control like Missy
But I'm a bad boy cause I'm with Diddy biiiiitch
Uh uh
There he go that's John Doe
Uh uh
There he go that's John Doe
Uh yeah
There he go that's John Doe
Nevermind that's just Kells with that heat, (no) no LeBron though
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
(Waka Flocka)
Brick Squad!!!
Uh oh here come that bullshit
Beat a nigga ass til the DJ stop the music
They say they want that wild shit, mosh pit,jump up in the crowd bitch
I'm so motherfucking violent
Yeah bitch yeah bitch call me Steve-o
We bustin bottles with bad bitches, blowin weed smoke
Yeah bitch yeah bitch call me Steve-o
Royal rumble in the club John Ceno
I'm screamin Riverdale everywhere I go
I throw them bands ho, (hey shawty) drop it low
Fuck 5-0, I make my own rules
Suck my dragon balls bitch call me Goku
Yeahhhhhhhh!
This liquor got the best of me
Yeahhhhhhhh!
This liquor got the best of me
Machine Gun Kelly, Flocka that's the recipe
You gon' need king kong if you step to me
(MGK)
Yeah Cobain's back
Yeah Cobain's back
Got these crazy white boys yellin Cobain's back
I call my weed Nirvana
Smells like teen spirit
And my pack's so fuckin loud you can't hear it (what?)
Ahhhhh!
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
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