
Wild Boy mgk (Ft. Waka Flocka Flame)
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[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly]
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
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
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, bitch! (Oh, oh)
Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly]
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
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
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, bitch! (Oh, oh)
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