Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's

[Machine Gun Kelly]
I'm a east-side Cleveland wild boy. East-side Cleveland wild boy
You got baseball bats like the Indians and my team pop off like Cowboys
You a white flag, throw that towel boy. I'ma jump right in that crowd boy
You a shhh keep it down boy and I'ma fuck you blow that loud boy
All I know is how to kill everyone of my selves.
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 for Miguel
Bring it back into the States, put it on the scale
Measure out a half an eighth, put it in shell
Split it then I roll and light it up like it's Independence day. I got a bottle rocket put it in the air
Snap back with my city on it
Text back wit yo titties on it
Levi's with your kitty on it
Start grindin like the clipse is on me
Drinkin til I get pissy biotch
Smokin til I get dizzy biotch
Loose control like Missy, but I'm a Bad Boy cause I'm with Diddy bitch

There he go that's John Doe
There he go that's John Doe
There he go that's John Doe
Never mind that's just Kells with that heat (no no Lebron though)

Hook:
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's

[Waka Flocka]
Here coming bullshit beat a nigga ass till the dj stop the music
They say they want that wild shit mosh pit jump up in the crowd bitch
I'm so mother fucking violent
Yeah bitch yeah bitch I'm with stevo-o
We bustin bottles with that bitches blowing weed smoke
Yeah bitch yeah bitch I'm with steve-o, Royale Rumble
In the club John Ceno
I'm screaming Riverdale everywhere I go
I throw them bands hoe, drop it low, fuck 5-0, I make
My own rules, suck my dragon balls bitch call me Goku
(Yeahhh!)
This liquor got the best of me (Yeahh!)
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

[Machine Gun Kelly]
Cobain's back, cobain's back
Got these crazy white boys yellin Cobain's back
I call my weed Nirvana, Smells like teen spirit
And my packs so fuckin loud you can't hear it (what?)
Aaaaaaaahhhhh

[Chorus:]
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need an o
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need an o
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, I'm I'ma wild boy
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Wild Boy Lyrics

Machine Gun Kelly – Wild Boy Lyrics

Songwriters: De Andre Langford, Jarrett Hines, Joshua Luellen, Juaquin Malphurs, Richard Colson Baker
Wild Boy lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., THE ADMINISTRATION MP, INC.

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