LOCO

Lyrics

[Intro] 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 yo' 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 1] 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 [Refrain] Back shot, back shot, back shot Back shot, right behind the backdrop (Yeah) 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 [Verse 2] Yeah, ho, can't get jammed, ho, I'll be damned, ho Yeah, ho, I'm the man, ho, 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 'em Shouts for the flow G Herbo and 'em 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, Gunner [Refrain] Back shot, back shot, back shot Back shot, right behind the backdrop (Yeah) 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 [Chorus] 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 [Outro] 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