<i>[Machine Gun Kelly:]</i>

Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, call me Steve-O

I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need O's

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 O's

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 O's

Kells, I'm a east side Cleveland wild boy, east side Cleveland wild boy

We got baseball bats like the Indians, and my team pop off like Cowboys

You a "white-flag, throw-that-towel" boy, I'm a "jump-right-in-that-crowd" boy

You a "shhh, 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

Bring it back into the States, put it on a scale

Measure it at half a eighth, put it in a shell

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, text back with your titties on it

Levi's, put your kitty on it, start grindin' like the Clipse is on it

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!

There he go, that's John Doe (Oh)

There he go, that's John Doe (Oh)

Yeah, there he go, that's John Doe

Nevermind, that's just Kells with that heat

No LeBron though

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 O's

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 O's

<i>[Waka Flocka Flame:]</i>

Bricksquad! Uh oh, here come that bullshit

Beat a nigga ass 'til the DJ stop the music

They say they want that wild shit, mosh pit

Jump up in the crowd, bitch, I'm so mothafuckin' violent

Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, I'm with Steve-O

We bustin' bottles with bad bitches, blowin' weed smoke

Yeah, bitch, yeah, bitch, I'm with Steve-O

Royal Rumble in the club, John Ce-No

I'm screamin' "Riverdale" everywhere I go

I throw them bands ho, drop it low

Fuck 5-0, I make my own rules

Suck my dragon balls, bitch, call me Goku

(Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me

(Yeah!, No) 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

<i>[Machine Gun Kelly:]</i>

Yeah, Cobain's back, yeah, Cobain's back

Got these crazy white boys yellin' "Cobain's back"

I call my weed Nirvana, smells like Teen Spirit

And my pack's so fuckin' loud you can't hear it!

Ah!

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 O's

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 O's

I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy

I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy

I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy

I'm a wild boy, I'm a, I'm a wild boy (Wild boy)