Machine Gun Kelly - LOCO lyrics

Hated the most, so I keep my haters close
Let 'em know I want the smoke
So much bread I gotta boast
This burner turn you into toast (Ha)
I'm so G, I don't keep that pistol on me
Ayy, I'll beat your ass
You try to press that issue on me
Ayy, I keep a stash under
All these zippers on me
I got bitches blowin' like I
Got a whistle on me

Ayy, can't stop getting paper
Ayy, can't stop rollin' papers
Ayy, LSD and coca ayy, live la vida loca
Ayy, she gone feed me grapes
Ayy, we don't go on dates
Ayy, got a man at home
But she love the way I taste

Tatted on my choker (What?)
Shoppin' sprees at Dover (What?)
I ain't stopping shit 'til
I'm seventy years older (What?)
Slap me if I'm sober (What?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, come over (What?)
Fucked two girls that looked like
Tina Fey and Amy Poehler

Back shot, back shot, back shot, back shot
Right behind the backdrop
Can't stop, can't stop, can't stop
Can't stop turnin' up like mascots (yeah)
Matlock, Matlock, Matlock
Matlock want me in them padlocks
I hope you got a plan
Catch me if you can hoe

Yeah, ho, can't get jammed
Hoe, I'll be damned, ho
Yeah, ho, I'm the man, hoe, from the Land, ho
Yeah, ho, out them bandos, to these bands, ho
Sandals for my fam, though, three, two, one
Takeoff jets 'round the world with them
And you know we gotta fly
With the herb with them
In the town, I'm a chief like turbo and them
Shouts for the flow G Herbo and them
I just got the cell phone workin' again

I just got the styrofoam purple again
Never make threats non-verbal again
You already know how I'm lurkin' again, Gunna
Back shot, back shot, back shot, back shot
Right behind the backdrop
Can't stop, can't stop, can't stop
Can't stop turnin' up like mascots (yeah)
Matlock, Matlock, Matlock
Matlock want me in them padlocks
I hope you got a plan, catch me if you can
Ho

Ayy, can't stop getting paper
Ayy, can't stop rollin' papers
Ayy, LSD and coca ayy, live la vida loca
Ayy, she gone feed me grapes
Ayy, we don't go on dates
Ayy, got a man at home
But she love the way I taste

Ayy, can't stop getting paper
Ayy, can't stop rollin' papers
Ayy, LSD and coca ayy, live la vida loca
Ayy, she gone feed me grapes
Ayy, we don't go on dates
Ayy, got a man at home
But she love the way I taste