Wild Boy Ft Waka Flocka
Machine Gun Kelly
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Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth (Kells), I need Os
I'm a Eastside Cleveland wild boy, Eastside Cleveland wild boy
We got baseball bats like the Indians
And my team pop off like Cowboys (Blah)
You a "white-flag, throw-that-towel" boy
I'm a "jump-right-in-that-crowd" boy (Ah)
You a "shh, keep-it-down" boy
And I'm a "fuck-you, blow-that-loud" boy
All I know is how to kill every one of my cells
All they know is they can kill anybody but Kells
I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail
But I'm in Mexico getting marijuana from Miguel (Go)
Bring it back into the States, put it on a scale (Go)
Measure it at half a eighth, put it in a shell (Go)
Split it, then I roll it, then light it up like it's Independence Day
I got a bottle rocket, put it in the air
Snapback with my city on it (Yeah)
Text back with your titties on it (Yeah)
Levi's, put your kitty on it (Yeah)
Start grindin' like the Clipse is on it (Woo)
Drink it 'til I get pissy, biatch, smoke it 'til I get dizzy, biatch
Lose control like Missy, but I'm a Bad Boy 'cause I'm with Diddy
Biiiitch! (Oh, oh)
There he go, that's John Doe (Oh, oh)
There he go, that's John Doe (Oh, oh)
Yeah, there he go, that's John Doe
Nevermind, that's just Kells with that heat
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'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
Brick Squad, uh-oh, here come that bullshit (Flocka, Flocka)
Beat a nigga ass 'til the DJ stop the music
They say they want that wild shit, mosh pit
Dive up in the crowd, bitch, I'm so mothafuckin' violent
(Yeah, bitch) Yeah, bitch, I'm with Steve-O (Baw)
We bustin' bottles with bad bitches, blowin' weed smoke
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, I'm with Steve-O
Royal Rumble in the club, John Ce-No (Woo)
I'm screamin' "Riverdale" everywhere I go (Uh)
I throw them bands, ho (Ho), drop it low (Baw)
Fuck 5-0 (Fuck), I make my own rules (Hahahaha)
Suck my dragon balls, bitch, call me Goku
(Yeah) This liquor got the best of me
(Yeah, no) 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
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?)
Ah
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy (Wild boy)