MellowHype - Loco lyrics
[MellowHype - Loco lyrics]
Good fuckin' morning, nigga
Wake the fuck up, it's four o'clock man
Come on
Pigs raid my crib
I'm feeling like Fred Hampton
I got firearms under my mattress, camping
Yo, I'm from the ghetto
Where there's special enhancements
Niggas begin to shoot and
Don't get second chances
Banana clips conceal weaps
Hit 'em 'til they feel sweat
Beat these predator United States
Bitch I'm a real threat
Besides the drug movement
Move with all associate Socialists
And we hangin' by the rope and shit
We give each other hope like gifts
Though I'm a nigga with an attitude
Drinking, aiming at your dude, scary
Huh? Your bladder full
Hinderant doctor, with a militant posture
Bearing arms like an octo, smoke killa weed
Killa Rasta
At the lamppost in Oakland next to Bob Seale
My heart don't beat
Fuck the heart throb feel
I said, I said, my heart don't beat
Fuck the heart throb feel
It's not just you i hate everybody, goddamn
Man I tell 'em boys catch
Up, catch up, ketchup, ketchup
Odd Future Wolf Gun Gang put them tecs up
One shot, one kill, Tyrane never mess up
Take more than a fuckin' lie
Detector to fess up
Mustard, mustard, mustard, mayo
Odd Future Grand Gang music and the yayo
Anthrax packaged to the door in potato
Call me hammerhead cause I mash
Him like he Play-Doh
I'm a rat nigga, where the cheese at?
I'm goin' after stacks, nigga
Where them G's at?
Matter fact, honey, where dem B's at?
And all them niggas with them A-B-C hats
I'mma take y'all back to school
You fuckin' dropout
Who work a fuckin' 9 to 5 just to cop out
I'm on the block nigga, not when the cops out
Keys open doors and you
The mothafucka locked out
Bitch, Wolf Gang, MellowHype, BlackenedWhite
Killing y'all niggas don't fuck
With Odd Future, bitch
Wake the fuck up, it's four o'clock man
Come on
Pigs raid my crib
I'm feeling like Fred Hampton
I got firearms under my mattress, camping
Yo, I'm from the ghetto
Where there's special enhancements
Niggas begin to shoot and
Don't get second chances
Banana clips conceal weaps
Hit 'em 'til they feel sweat
Beat these predator United States
Bitch I'm a real threat
Besides the drug movement
Move with all associate Socialists
And we hangin' by the rope and shit
We give each other hope like gifts
Though I'm a nigga with an attitude
Drinking, aiming at your dude, scary
Huh? Your bladder full
Hinderant doctor, with a militant posture
Bearing arms like an octo, smoke killa weed
Killa Rasta
At the lamppost in Oakland next to Bob Seale
My heart don't beat
Fuck the heart throb feel
I said, I said, my heart don't beat
Fuck the heart throb feel
It's not just you i hate everybody, goddamn
Man I tell 'em boys catch
Up, catch up, ketchup, ketchup
Odd Future Wolf Gun Gang put them tecs up
One shot, one kill, Tyrane never mess up
Take more than a fuckin' lie
Detector to fess up
Mustard, mustard, mustard, mayo
Odd Future Grand Gang music and the yayo
Anthrax packaged to the door in potato
Call me hammerhead cause I mash
Him like he Play-Doh
I'm a rat nigga, where the cheese at?
I'm goin' after stacks, nigga
Where them G's at?
Matter fact, honey, where dem B's at?
And all them niggas with them A-B-C hats
I'mma take y'all back to school
You fuckin' dropout
Who work a fuckin' 9 to 5 just to cop out
I'm on the block nigga, not when the cops out
Keys open doors and you
The mothafucka locked out
Bitch, Wolf Gang, MellowHype, BlackenedWhite
Killing y'all niggas don't fuck
With Odd Future, bitch