MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. 2 Chainz, Meek Mill, Mystikal, French Montana, Yo Gotti, Steve-O – Wild Boy (Remix)

[Steve-O:]
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch
I Am Steve-O [Laughs]

[MGK:]
Cobain’s Back, Yeah
Cobain’s Back
Got All These Crazy White Boys Yelling Cobain’s Back

[Hook]
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)
(2-Chainz!)
[2-Chainz Verse:]
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, Call Me 2-Chainz
Eat Yo’ Girl, Wear My Necklace, Call It FOOD CHAIN
I’m A Wild Boy, Been That Way For A While Boy
All I Kill Is Beats And Pussy, Still Ain’t Went On Trial For It
South Side, My Chain Glowin’
If Them Lames Goin’, Then I Ain’t Goin’
My Aim Good, My Pistol Dirty
Choppa clean em Like Dish Detergent
Kobe Bryant But The Sicker Version
Big Meech But The Spitter Version
Stacy Dash But A Thicker Version
Gettin’ Head While The Engine Runnin’
UGH!

(Meek Milly)
(MMMMMMM-Maybach Music)
(Aye)
[Meek Mill Verse:]
Ima Wild Boy, Strapped Down Like A Cow-Boy
I’m Really In The Game, You Just A Towel Boy
I Pull Up In That Thang All On Them Alloys
With So Many Carrots On, Bugs Bunny’ll Die For
Yo’ Bitch Call Me Steve-O, Cause I Ball Like I’m D-Rose
My Neck Be On Sub-Zero, And I Won’t Save Her, No Hero
My Wrist Done Cost Me A Mirro, Got Yo’ Whip On My Wrist
You Keep My Name In Yo’ Mouth, But It Keep Yo’ Bitch On My Dick
Nigga!

[Mystikal Verse:]
Bitch, I Got My Beanie And My Hoodie
Here Go The Dick, Bet You Know Where To Put It
I’m Harder Than Buckweed’s Head?
You Niggas Softer Than Jello Pudding
I Stack Em’ Up, I Keep Countin’ Digits
You Fallin’ Down To London Bridges?
Laughin’ At You Bitches Like Nana-BooBoo
BITCH, Cause I’m Back Up In Here
I Rip It Up, I Put It Down When It Get Mean
2 Chain, Meek Millz With The Nicotine
Get My Tatt On, Machine Gun Kelly?
Ain’t Gotta Tell You How I Act On The 60
Ganstas Don’t Dance No Mo’,
Pussy Ass Nigga Better Stay In His Place
How Many Times you Seen One Fuckin’ Rapper?
Cruising In The Mutha Fuckin’ Rav-4 With An Eighth!

[Hook]

[French Montana Verse:]
R-R-R-R- Ridin’ Wit Them Young Boys, Rollin’ Up That O-G
Rather Have A Hothead, Then Ta’ Have Some Cold Feet
Homeboy It’s A New Day, All My Jewels Is Blu-Ray
On Your Wife Like Cool J, Beat It Up Like The New Dre
Money Here Be Too Grown, Fresher Than A NewBorn
They Try Ta’ Sign A Whole Group, Started From The Group Home
Movin’ Like A Boss Move, MGK, My Dog Fool
You Know Ima Wild Boy, Co-Cain CowBoy

(YEHN)
(Chea)
(Yeah)
[Yo Gotti Verse:]
Had a Show In Cleavland, Law Shut It Down
Dropped That Gangsta Shit, Security Couldn’t Control The Crowd
Bitches On That Drink, My Niggas On That Loud
Niggas Talkin’ Fowl? My Pistol Talkin’ POW!
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, I’m A Dope Boy
Top Gone, (Dre Pound), Where It Go Boy
Lamb Feta Cheese Sauce Inside Broccoli
Got That Machine Gun Kelly And It’s Screaming Cock Me!

[Machine Gun Kelly Verse:]
Every Body Shut Up, (Shut Up)
A couple of them Ready To Do It Different Whenever I Tell Them Bitches To Come Up, (Come Up)
And I Ain’t Talkin’ Bout The Stairs, I’m Talkin’ For Air Somebody Light A Blunt Up (Blunt Up)
Call Me Steve-O Bitch, I Put A Nut Up To In Front Of Ya’ Mutha’s Face Like It’s Nothin’
Puff It Till’ My Eyes Yellow When I’m Wit Em’ Sun Up, WHAT UP?
What I Need A Shirt Fo? What I Need A Shirt Fo?
Tatt’ed Up From My Head To Toe, Like, What I Need This Shirt Fo?
What Do I Need To Work Fo? I Smack The Boss at My job Boy
FUCKIN’ Hoes Like I’m Austin Powers, Givin’ Golden Showers, That’s WILD BOY!
(Kellz)

[Hook]

I’m A Wild Boy [Repeats]

[Steve-O Laughs]

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. Waka Flocka Flame – Wild Boy

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 an 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’re a white flag, throw that towel boy
I’m a jump right in that crowd boy
I don’t give a Shhh! keep it down boy
And I’m a fuck you blow that loud boy
All I know is how to kill everyone and 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 in on the scale,
Measure out half an 8th 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.
Drank until I get pissy bitch, smoke until I get dizzy bitch
Lose control like Missy, but I’m a bad boy cause I’m with Diddy biiiiiitch

There he go that’s john doe [x3]
Never mind that’s just Kells with that heat, no LeBron tho

Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I’ma wild boy, I’ma I’ma wild boy, I’ma 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’ma wild boy, I’ma I’ma wild boy, I’ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o’s
[Flocka]
(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 mother fuckin violent.
(Yeah Bitch) Yeah Bitch I’m with Steve-O, we busting bottles with bad bitches blowin’ weed smoke.
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch I’m with Steve-O, royal rumble in the club John Cen-o
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
(Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me, (Yeah!) 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

(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 packs so fucking loud you can’t hear it. Ahhhh

Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I’ma wild boy, I’ma I’ma wild boy, I’ma 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’ma wild boy, I’ma I’ma wild boy, I’ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o’s
I’ma wild boy, I’ma I’ma wild boy, I’ma wild boy,
I’ma wild boy, I’ma I’ma wild boy, I’ma wild boy,
I’ma wild boy, I’ma I’ma wild boy, I’ma wild boy,
I’ma wild boy, I’ma I’ma wild boy, I’ma wild boy!

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. Bun B and Dubo – What I Do

[Hook:]
Uh, I see em’ try but they can’t do what I do, what I do, Y
Eah, And I’m gon’ die before the day that I lose, that I lose!
Bitch I am the man mufucka, the man mufucka
Bring the horns in like I am the band mufucka
Talking ‘bands’ mufucka, bands mufucka
Cause’ this kid is worth a couple hundred grand mufucka
And I stand mufucka, never ran mufucka
I ain’t backing down I put that on my fam mufucka
Damn, I’m so hot you’ll catch a tan mufucka, no cam, this is really who I am, wassup?

[Verse 1: Bun B]
They say everybody been waiting
To see the OG skating On 4′s and Vogue’s no Dayton
Their license plate just draping I’m the topic of conversation
When it comes to the one they hating
But I don’t start of compensating I just brush it off, it ain’t Nothing
I’m the Trill OG of that Dirty I put in work
So I’m worthy And I’m hotter, then A hat on A Giraffe Sitting in the slizzab
Sitting on 30′s So don’t act like you ain’t heard me
Cause, I’ll have to slap some sense in you And you know what I’ve done
You know what I’m doing Let me tell you what I’m fin to do Wassup
Finna put my city on the map Ok, Then I’m going to keep it there (That’s Tight) post up in a tight spot
Alright, then bring my people there (That’s Wassup)
Teach them how to grind, how to climb on that Fucking Ladder
How to keep that money on their mind and make their pockets fatter Cause
The only thing that matters Loyalty, Honor, and The G-Code
That’s how you motivate and shift yourself into Bun-B mode MGK man
They already know that We Throwed
So we gon’ hit’em with a full clip If it don’t work, then we reload them up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: MGK]
Star status, Big Dip, Levi weed, big zips
Fuck the lies from them big lips, that’s small time for my big dick
“Damn that boy done got big quick… ” probably cause’ I kept Faith like BIG’s chick” probably be a good time for my name switch to Puff cause’ I’m back on my BIG shit
This shit’s too real for ya’ll cause almost everybody rapping isn’t real at all
Sometimes I forget I got a deal cause’ I’m busy thinking about when I couldn’t get a meal at all
So everybody going through it, I can feel for ya’ll
And everybody in my team
I would kill for ya’ll
Represented for my city from the beginning so I’m a be in it until the muthafuckin ceiling falls
I’m a Cleveland dog
Damn right
In the crib blowing loud like bag pipes
I am from a place where you never see the sun in the summer it’s like you under a cave with stalagmites
“Oh is that right?” Better know your way around here before you come cause’ you may never get back right
I am from a town where every one of the bats bite so you need a shit-load more then a flashlight, yeah!
What they gonna do to me? I live this shit! Doc said I had a loose screw fix the shit!
Everything you trying to do, I did the shit!
Here’s ya’ll grave, dig the shit, I’m done with the games, I ain’t playing
I’m Machine Gun Kells, bitch I’m spraying, Body full of chemicals so roll up the medical muthafucka let me catch this plane, gone!

[Hook]

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. Cassie – Warning Shot

[Hook:]
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call, the final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call

Came in no clout small bank and my big mouth
Small name but these big shots know just’ what this kids bout
I said shit then I ment shit, corenor I dead shit
I treat hoes just like hoes that through bones go fetch shit
I’m pitbull, that x shit, that goin in at they neck shit
That we gon have a problem if I am not on the next shit
‘Cause I wreck shit can’t tame me I’m eminem and I’m jay z
I’m a renegade this rap shit me and all my boy like a-team
Fuck wrong with y’all this is my warning shot so I better see you ghost

Boy I’m from the c-l-e-v-e-l-a-n-d and I will be reppin that until I die
And you either with me or riding against me so lemme know put them l’s up in the sky lace up

[Hook x2]

Call me the man, no better yet call me the kid
‘Cause ain’t nobody this young done what I did
‘Cause ain’t nobody this young go through the shit I went through these past couple years and lived.
Y’all suckers, hickey shit,
I’m a real rockstar nikki sixx
I’m minajin y’all jus watching got damn y’all nikki’s bitch
Can the game get anymore corny?
Can the fame get anymore boring?
Can any lame y’all think is dope put out garbage and make it easy for me?
Is it possible for anyone to adore me,
Is it possible for anyone to record me
So I can address all the people that took my clothes, videos, songs and put em out before me
And it’s impossible to die
Possibly to live with the endless lyrics? somebody call the paramedics
Somebody call the fucking paramedics
Is it even possible to lack the academics to get the credit in the city and never spend a minute in a class
Fuck that kiss my ass, drink til it’s pitch black roll it up let me hit it.

[Hook x2]

MACHINE GUN KELLY – The Arsonist

Kells, never been a punk
always had hand salts in a city boy, white skin black chucks
And everybody that wanna challenge me you can do whatever you

[Speaking:]
Alright hold up stop that, stop that goddamn
I don’t think ya’ll know whats going on right now
this is the kid, MGK, Machine Gun Kelly, and this the mother fuckin’ mixtape, 100 words and running, Lace the fuck up, Kells!

Uhh, Kells, never been a punk
always had hand salts in a city boy, white skin black chucks

And everybody that wanna challenge me you can do whatever you do
but i Man you thought I done

you thought em up
Sleepin on the bottom in on top of the bunk
So when the machine’s getting something to eat
you wanna breathe bitch please now use that tongue
But don’t use that wrong and tell ya boyfriend who ya used it on
She calling me daddy and her boy Lil’ Jon
so if we gotta problem then let’s get crunk

I I am what you wishing for the dropout will recieve what you paying your tuition for
Said you wanna ride tell me what you spittin’ for
I am the only great white get it what you fishin’ for?

Hold up stop stop, I just said I am the only great white and I’m a white rapper
And great white like a shark, what you fishin for,
ya’ll don’t get it

OK fuck that bring it back this is what I gotta do to get my city back
No we at the east or the southwest any that
straight down the middle like a goddamn KitKat
Yea, yea no mornings because there isn’t no sleep just yawning
Trying to get a house on the prairie on top of the hill
now wheres my awnings

Oh and if we recording put this song in the obituary have my manager notify Donnie and tell him I killed his beat I’m sorry

But kells is just a beast like that
Got a beauty on my arm call Disney tell em that the beast is back
We beat that weed is crack show me where the freaks is at
Not a stain on me
you would think I’m where the bleachers at
up front let me beat the back
have an uncle like my niece re at
came with out a snorkel but she show me where her beach is at
surfs up the cat got me ridin’ her body waves positions change now I’m all over her chest like Axe body spray
and she can’t even go down and get my rock soft cause so many haters dangling they rip my cock off (what?)
Nah, I’m just playin’ but yo for real though
How bout you get off my sack and buy yourself a dildo
Or buy yourself some steals yo sellin 16’s like pills yo
I’ll get your career rolling, rolling no wheels bro
So what I gotta steal fo even though I’m in the spot that ya’ll kill fo
Cause if you watch Finding Nemo ya’ll the creel fuckin’ neal zo
What the deal yo, what I need a deal for
I got every coast in the country dancing to my songs heel toe
Entrepreneur’s hero, 19 years old and in zero
Nine digits full of the zeros on my check
Now where’s my pillow goodnight

MACHINE GUN KELLY – Spordy (Skit)

Hey wuddup?
Damn it, ayo don’t answer the phone, don’t answer the phone
Why?
Cuz I need a voicemail for this record
Ha ha, ok
Sorry, I didn’t umm, like I wanna talk to you, I’m sorry, I wanna talk to you but..
Yo I wanna hear it though, let me hear it, can I hang up?
How you gonna hear it if I need you?
I’m in the studio right now on the microphone
Oh oh play it play it
No, you’re on the microphone, this is being recorded right now
This right now?
Yes, I was using your voicemail as a part in a song
And I’m in the booth right now and all the people in the fuckin’ studio are laughin’ right now
Oh fuck a’ight a’ight a’ight
But I’mma call you after and talk to you
Don’t want you thinkin’ I was using you for your voicemail
Haha, alright cool
Alright, bye
Idiot.

MACHINE GUN KELLY – See My Tears

Rain, in the rain. Rain, in the rain.
Rain, in the rain. Rain, rain.
Every day I wake up to the same shit
In the same house with the same bricks,
In the same clothes with the same kicks
I might as well be in jail caged in.
Starin’ at the wall waitin for a change, but
Dad telling me I gotta get a job.
Couldn’t pay the bill so the light turned off.
Them Cleveland boys got it hard.
Oh my God, we living like this too long
Just to lose it all in a week.
My people just too strong.
Get it? Me and my boys be gone.
Puffing on weed like this the law.
Me and my boys tired of being here.
That is why we’re gone.
They say we wouldn’t amount to nothing, huh.
Y’all thought we was bluffing, ha?
Fought every temptation shit, I guess I’m David ruffin huh?
Nowadays, we don’t gotta do that dirt, tell my boys they good.
And nowadays my little girl won’t have to work, moved her out the hood.
Look man, I been through it all, and I’m a damned if I got this far,
And I let them strip me of message let these haters take my heart.
This for the ones that had it hard, the ones like me, the underdogs.
This for the ones that waited for them clouds to fall, please God let it
You can’t see my tears in the, in the rain.
You can’t see my tears in the, in the rain.
Underneath it all, we’re just the same, same, same.
You can’t see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it’s just the same, same, same.
You can’t see my tears in the, in the rain.
So I let it rain.
And they mad that I made it out the city.
But if you look I’m still out in the city.
Before anything I had cloud in the city.
Two other states and never bounced in the city.
Shout out to everybody that’s proud in the city.
Everybody cheering in the crowd from the city.
Everyone that never had doubts in the city.
Cause they know I represent what we about in the city.
And I’m still laced up, tell the world that’s nothing changed.
Till it’s hundred dollar bills in my pocket, then nothings changed.
If my teammate with me, then I don’t wanna thang.
Tell them I’ll go broke before I run out on my game.
EST over everythang.
100 thousand plus, co-fan base yeah that is us, my songs tattooed on their body.
Troubled you. We bad as fuck.
And what?
Nobody gave a shit for broken mirrors.
So I care less about appearance.
Just as long as they can hear us.
We’re fearless, we’re stupid, we’re dealers, we’re losers.
We’re killers, we’re orphans, we’re addicts, we’re stealers.
We’re shooters so kill us.
We are what they say we are until conformity hits us.
Or those clouds come down and take them all with us, please God let it
You can’t see my tears in the, in the rain.
You can’t see my tears in the, in the rain.
Underneath it all, we’re just the same, same, same.
You can’t see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it’s just the same, same, same.
You can’t see my tears, in the rain.
So I let it rain.
Rays in the rain. Rays in the rain.
Underneath it all we just the same, same, same.
You can’t see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it’s just the same, same, same.
You can’t see my tears in the (rain).

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. M. Shadows and Synyster Gates – Save Me

From the bottom of the ash I rose
To the top I go Where I’m from it’s cold
But I don’t need this coat, keep my sleeves rolled
Got my city’s area code on my shoulder, 216 forever in my soul
Swear to God every single night it’s gets colder
No heat so we all around that stove like
“Fuck this broke shit”, petty ass hustlin, couldn’t even sell one zone
Slim still workin at the store and the only time we ever get to eat is when he brings something home
Everydays dark here, prayin for a rainbow to lead us to that pot of gold
And exchange those nights on a concrete floor for a bottle of Rose to pop that bitch off like we suppose to
Never gave a fuck if we went gold, I just wanna be able to say that I made it
Cause’ real EST mufuckas don’t fold, Real EST mufuckas don’t break up
Eal family grows old, Real EST mufuckas representing for the city where they came even when they gone
And Fuck this throne, ain’t no kings, No pretty princess, ain’t no queen
No fairy tale endings on the Eastside, just these broken homes and those screams
Broken bones underneath these jeans, Broken bricks cover up my streets
Fiends outside trying to get their fix, while my first born in here trying to get sleep
Muthafuck this rap shit, try burying your boy 6 feet let me show u bout real
Try telling me that u can’t make it up out the city 26 dollars to multi-mill’s
Face inside of the XXL, then try coming back to the Eastside still
Well bitch I did, and it’s still the kid, labeled a Bad Boy before this deal
What up Slim, Dub, Xplo, Dre, Swirv, Ash, my boy BK
And everybody from the beginning that bled with me knowin I would be here one day
So as I roll through all the hoods that raised me, Looking at the house of pain
I’m a runaway from the ones that pay me hopin I’ll stay the same, can’t u save me?

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. Planet VI – Runnin’

[Chorus:]
Runnin’ I ain’t running away [x3]
Cause, I’m so tired of Runnin’

[Verse 1: MGK]
I’m so tired of running, that I’ve worn my soles
Out, to the point that my toes is out, to the point that I can’t look back and even if I did I still couldn’t see where I started out, can’t see home for miles, I’m
Lost like another orphan child, I’m only grinning cause I’m supposed to smile, so I do it for the ones that are down and out proud one of their’s is gonna be
A spokesman now, and I’m still running, running, but I don’t know where, all I got to my name is one pair, of laced up chucks, 5 bucks, and a chip on my
Shoulder that’s so big that I cannot bare, I done lost my friends, family, and home for this, and for that I have lost my mind, kept my faith, lost my direction
I’m just hoping that I haven’t lost my time, Go!

[Hook:]
I keep my head up, with my feet on the ground, From the bottom so up is the only place that I’m
Going, Ready to face what’s in front of me now, Cause, I’m so tired of Runnin’ I’m walking through the fire, cause their is no way around, Moving in the same
Direction wherever the wind is blowing Ready to face what’s in front of me now, Cause

I’m so tired of Runnin’ Runnin I ain’t running away [x3] Cause, I’m so
Tired of Runnin’

[Verse 2:]
I’m so tired of struggling, I’m so tired of hustlin, I can feel my heart fi ll with hate, I’m so tired of loving, I was supposed
To be great, I’m so tired of duckin, Tired of coming home from my job being fi red from nothing, And shit I’m tired, from the nights a muthafucka took that
Ride, to make that dream come alive, then wake up in the morning to a 9 to 5, but I gotta do it if I wanna survive, because in the city where I’m from it’s
Either do or die, so choose it wise because you could lose it in the blink of an eye but even in the darkest times it’s proven I

[Hook:]
I keep my head up
With my feet on the ground, From the bottom so up is the only place that I’m going, Ready to face what’s in front of me now, Cause, I’m so tired of Runnin’
I’m walking through the fi re, cause their is no way around, Moving in the same direction wherever the wind is blowing Ready to face what’s in front of me

Now, Cause, I’m so tired of Runnin’ Runnin’ I ain’t running away [x3]
Cause, I’m so tired of Runnin’

MACHINE GUN KELLY – Rucker Park (Freestyle)

It was all a dream motherfucker, 17 motherfucker
Trying to ball like I’m playing on a team motherfucker
Like Kareem motherfucker, what it seems motherfuckerer
Me, I’m out here winning, Charlie Sheen motherfucker
On any given Sunday, Willie Bean motherfucker
In the hood like Radio Raheem motherfucker
Blowing good but this ain’t no porch scene motherfucker
This that smoke until your numb morphine motherfucker
Because the life is a fucking war scene motherfucker
So much grimy shit, I’mma need quarantine motherfucker
Aye and then maybe I can ride clean motherfucker
Hit the ghetto in a black limousine motherfucker
And how dare you ever judge me motherfucker?
Paid my daughter’s college fund with 16’s motherfucker
Baby mamas out here trying to Billie Jean a motherfucker
But I’m on my trill shit, bring a Bun B for the rocker, nah I mean motherfucker?

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. Pooh Gutta – Police

[Verse 1: Pooh Gutta]
Pooh Gutta, I’m nice
Before I snitch I do life, twice
They gonna hate me for this line, but oh well
But a nigga couldn’t have snitched on so well
Suck my dick [?], this suit right here designer
It’s death before dishonor, I’ll be out this bitch tomorrow
Like I never, ever ever, ever been gone
Taliban, who is dat? Bitch my clique been on
Hold up let’s just speak the real, bitch I ain’t them dirty birds
Got thirty niggas in thirty cars them boys move about thirty birds
Scared money don’t make shit, porsche trucks no breaks bitch
Straight shots no chase bitch, I wild out I break shit

[Hook]
Now Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban!
Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
You can’t hear a than but you rock with them
Snitchin’ on your own blood, my nigga you is the
Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck ‘em

[Verse 2: MGK]
Fuck the 5-0, motherfuck the 5-0
Bitch I’m from the east but I busted them boys like I’m 5-0
All black shoes like capo, mafioso on my side ho
And I got lobsters for my partners, and they got choppers for my rivals
EST to the death of me, Taliban to the left of me
All I got is my dick and these bitches suck till they get the rest of me
Ain’t none of y’all arresting me, free my brother J-rock
Shout out to my city those boys are harder than a yay rock
Fuck these snitches, I don’t know you snitches
I was a felon at fourteen cause I didn’t ride on all you bitches
Now I’m free and I got this loud yellin’ on your bitches
Duckin’ this red and blue when I’m rollin’ green and hailin’ on yo bitches

[Hook]
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
Taliban nigga, what the fuck?
Taliban nigga, what the fuck?
Taliban!
Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
You can’t hear a than but you rock with them
Snitchin’ on your own blood, my nigga you is the
Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck ‘em

MACHINE GUN KELLY – PapaDickChicken’s Drive Thru (Skit)

Beep
Welcome to DickChicken
Home of the DickChickens
Where we got DickChicken pizza, DickChicken nuggets,
DickChicken curly fries, DickChicken sticks and just playin’ ole DickChickens
This is your main man PapaDickChicken
Go ahead with your order you lowlife piece of DickChicken eatin’ shit

MACHINE GUN KELLY – On Deck

Yea and this is the other other shit
Fuck you foolie
Ah ah ugh
Ah ah ugh
Ah ah ugh
Yea

I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah

DUBO, that’s my name
But no stress, I’m on deck
The reason why she came, boy I don’t flex, I bowflex
Two girls on deck, ciroc-a-tron on deck
I blow loud, it’s so loud
I might fuck around and go death
EST my team ho, look at where we started
Let them hatin’ ass niggas know, we on deck , we brought this
Gang time, gang time, in the air like hang time
Counting bread, spending bread, I’m getting head at the same time
Cleveland is my city, Ohio my ghetto
I’mma buck up to the fullest, boy don’t make me get them medal
Shots fired, shots fired, you can fuck the ground and get wet
North-south, east-west, that Midwest is on deck

I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah

Came up from nothing
Same shit, different story
Fuck you dog, I’m hungry
I’ve got to eat and that’s mandatory
I ain’t ‘bout to just sit ‘round
Boy I’m on deck like west axe
Quick to tell the bitch get down
And she gonna fetch and you know what’s next
Run around with my crowd, we on deck, take a seat
Don’t be runnin’ your mouth, I hate hoes that talk shit
I’m on deck, on deck, fluid watch, ridiculous
19, double X, soccer team, we kickin’ it
We getting it!
That bullshit? Ready to go
Small thing to an elephant but you’d better think that I’m an animal
DUBO’s my name, 2’s up and you see me
EST in this thing, making it look easy

I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah

MACHINE GUN KELLY – Now I Know (Interlude)

This weed got a motherfucker thinkin’ too much
But since they already want a thing from me
Fuck it

Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know

Look, now is it just me or is this shit crazy?
I mean we still nobodies but damn
Come up from where we from?
Who would’ve thought we’d be this famous?
Critics hate us, promoters played us
Rappers copy what I’ve created
Signed to a major, that ain’t change shit
One year later, bitch I made it
Out the basement, out of all them shitty as jobs
In the kitchen with the nametag apron
From homeless to a hometown favorite
Broke every stereotype, I got named with
So mother fuck the world with a nase did
So I bust these bars cuz they caged us
Never trust the lords cuz they flagrant
Whips and chains cuz I’ve been affidavit
Suits and ties and courtroom’s for arraignment
Hugs and tears for the jails I’m facin’
Put some bills in the pavement, black rags hangin’
Lettin’ the world know we bangin’
EST is what I’m claimin’
EST is for life baby
Two figures up till the world lace up
And if you ain’t say it now what the fuck you sayin?

Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know

How can you judge someone you’ve never known?
Speak on what they felt and you’ve never gone
Man I get dough and this city gave birth in this
How the fuck can I not call this home?
I did my best walk in this city
Seen some of the best get mugged in this city
And although I love it there’s crap in the bucket
Gotta keep you like sweatshirts up in this city
Cuz it’s a cold world when you hide shit
People keep sayin’ you changed even though you the same
But now you just got shit
But I can do without the fame
Because it was fuck you then they loved you
And everyone want pictures of you
Their family members start thinkin’ you pagan
All of a sudden this thing is your uncle
Radio stations want somethin’ for nothing
The plug is the pilots, things get to they head
I’m one of the best, but it part of the trend
It’s not how you flow with your clothes instead
Man I am a prodigy, fuckin’ apology
I am new, why I’m accepted or not?
I throw my L up cuz even when I’m down
These two fingers down here is all that I got

Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. Dubo – Letter To My Fans

Kells, to my fans
Hold me down mofucka
And that’s all I say

[Verse 1]
When that crowd leave would you stay for me?
And if I don’t become what they thought I was
In the time I should and my hype dies, would you wait for me?
Or be ashamed of me if I chose to bow out gracefully
Cause I know if I don’t wanna lose myself
Then Hollywood ain’t no place for me
What if I told you I ain’t quit
And these drugs still is my rivals
Would you regret the fact that you sobered up
And had more heart than your idol
Or accept the fact that I’m just human, borderline suicidal
And is it blasphemous that these 2 fingers mean more to me than my bible?
Lord help cause I’m cause I’m hell bound
With the weight of the world I’m held down
Feels like I’m in hell now, maybe that’s why I’m havin’ this meltdown
Maybe that’s why I hate fame, maybe that’s why these J’s lit
Cause I speak the real and get critisize
So I inhale and don’t say shit
And I wake up, to the same shit
Cameras on with their hands out
And that fake smile that I hate now
Cause they’re the one say I sold out
They’re the one that will break out when I needed food for my daughter
And I’m the one who can’t grow up so these fans will ‘place my father
And these girls will ‘place my momma, they give me love, I don’t take it
Cause fuck love, these fucking hugs weren’t around before I made it
And since I don’t have no family EST is all that I got
Either drop me now or you die for life
Man it’s EST or it’s not

[Hook - Dubo]
This shit ain’t right (uh)
Cause we never dead wrong or it’s my fault (my fault)
This is my life (my life)
Now tell me are you gon’ ride ’till the wheels fall off?

[MGK]
‘Till the nightmares done
‘Till the grey hairs come
‘Till the friendship dissapear that we’ve had since day one
I said this is my life
So tell me are you gon’ ride ’till the wheels fall off?

[Verse 2]
What if this is our climax?
What if everything peaks here?
What if we never get big and these days add on like leap year?
What if you were in my shoes?
Do you think you can fit ‘em?
Or would put that gun to your fuckin’ head
And regret the fact that you in ‘em
Cause this ain’t living, this shit prison
Whatever you see in videos, this isn’t
Whatever I thought I knew, shit I didn’t
Dealing with the consequences of my decision
Straight to the life of a lonely child
That couldn’t find anyone to get through
For a life that’s filled with cameras
Critisize everytime that I move
For the love I got for my fans
And the loyalty for my man’s
Equaled out to the shows we dreamed of
With them bodies pack to those stands
And I did what they say I can’t
So I’m living proof that you can
Go be great, chase your dream
We only got one life and one chance

[Hook]

MACHINE GUN KELLY – La La La (The Floating Song)

[Verse 1:]
Chase n Cashe
Can the drummer get some huh??
Indeed,
Phat tracks,
Good weed,
Anthrax,
U know we Loud,
Baby the bands back
Smokin hash now my hashtag’s pass dat,
And i never need cashback,
My green is on the credit of the fact that im the muthafuckin man jack,
Coming straight out of the land where them Cavs at,
Good stock of tree take me I get higher then the Nasdaq,
Burn somethin,
Me and my friends fried,
Spicy chicken sand- which, some burgers, and french fries,
And my Cherry slushie,
That’s red as my friends eyes,
So god damn high i Fell asleep in my friends ride, shit,
I’m fucked up,
But these the days I live fo,
For every J I smoke I fuck a bitch I’m a nympho,
I wouldn’t trade this for a million bucks,
My best friends, my blunts, and my chucks, wassup,

[Chorus:]
La la la,
Look at the clock like,
La la la,
It don’t stop huh?
La la la,
Stay up all night,
La la la,
We just watch uh,
La la la,
Bumping that new shit,
La la la,
This my jam,
So roll it up and let’s float again,

[Verse 2:]
I wake up to no rules, no bed,
We crashin on the couch,
Leftover food,
No bread, I guess we eatin out,
A couple hoops, fuck yeah, you know we ballin out,
And after that? smoke sesh, we never on a droubt,
We got them swishers, king size zig zags and all utensils,
OG kush big bags, edibles in the kitchen,
Plus the air match the smoke around my tattoo’d initials,
So fire up the muthafuckin bong like its a missile,
Where the bitches? somebody call the cell,
Tell em bring the liquor some mixers and high heels,
I’m half naked and all these ladies is as well
And you would be if u burn like we burnin I’m hot as hell
Shell’s stuffed with the finest product these dealers sell,
I swear we done ran thru more papers this summer then the mail,
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, let’s get by,
Live for the moment let’s get high,
And we floatin like

[Chorus:]
La la la,
Look at the clock like,
La la la,
It don’t stop huh?
La la la,
Stay up all night,
La la la,
We just watch uh,
La la la,
Bumping that new shit,
La la la,
This my jam,
So roll it up and let’s float again,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. Lil Jon – Lace Up

Hey, hey!
MGK Bitch! MGK Bitch!
Yuhhh
Lil Jon, Lil Jon
I need to see the motherfucking L’s in the air!

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ok, where the strong at?
Right there, put me on that
Hit it once and you’re jumping like Mortal Combat
Smoke another green be looking like where the long at
And you know I’m gonna raise till I’m face up
Fuck check-out time, we don’t wake up
Damn these EST boy’s done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up
Lace up [x4]
Ok, where the strong at?
Right there, put me on that
Hit it once and you’re jumping like Mortal Combat
Smoke another green be looking like where the long at
And you know I’m gonna raise till I’m face up
Fuck check-out time, we don’t wake up
Damn these EST boy’s done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up

[Hook: Lil Jon]
Where my east-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
Where my west-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
Where my north-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
South-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
My east-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
West-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
North-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
South-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
All I know, all I know
I am from the city where the grass don’t grow
I am from the city in the middle of the map
Where half these motherfuckers that rap don’t go
All I know, all I know
If I throw this cash then her ass get slow
But I am from the city where the cash don’t blow
So I came up for myself and smash that ho
Smash that ho, smash that ho
Treat her like a Bop It and I pass that ho
And I ain’t saying nothing that my fans don’t know
I’m an EST boy till the casket close
Six foot deep, six foot three
Eight motherfuckers in the SUV
Eight new states in a seven day week
Whole world laced up like some brand new sneaks
Yeah
And they know I’m gonna raise till I’m face up
Fuck check-out time, we don’t wake up
Damn these EST boy’s done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Jon]
Run through the motherfucking club, pushin’
Move bitches out the fucking way, mush ‘em
Wave my drink in the motherfucking air, fuck it
Shady in my motherfucking hood, I rep it
Bitches getting out of fucking line, check ‘em
{} my motherfucking nuts, shuck ‘em
Drank too much fucking liquor, I’m fucked up
L’s in the motherfucking air, we laced up

We laced up [x4]

[Hook]

MACHINE GUN KELLY feat. Ester Dean – Invincible

Voices in the air
I hear ‘em loud and clear
Telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just wanna listen

[Verse 1: MGK]
As my world turns, the heart beats
Not only in my chest, but the heart in the streets
So when they feel this, they feel me
But I can’t feel nothin’, outside these Dre Beats
I am from the city of people, came from the bottom
Standing on top of what was supposed to be my coffin, what’s up?
Except for shows, we are the dead man walkin’
But reflections show this kid’s still got it
Better be known I got the throne like I don’t know that there’s a king
Never grew up around a family because I’m not a human being
And anyone under my bubble that’s coming in my spot, for the top
Let ‘em have it, cause when I leave, the whole world drops
Lace up Kells

[Hook: Ester Dean]
I hear voices in the air
I hear it loud and clear
They’re telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just want to listen
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
I am

[Verse 2: MGK]
Waking up sweatin’ from the stress of being caged out
Everything I write is played out like what is this
Tear the whole page out
Man I come from holes in the wall but they don’t know the past
Even if I told them it all they wouldn’t know the half
So maybe I fill up my luggage with all these dreams
And pull on my black coat and my black chucks and nothing in my jeans
It’s just one, til the day come like Rocky’s movie scene
The day I’m on top of the world, look up the screen like this is me,
This is Kells
Crucified by the public without the nails
Do or die in my city but clearly I never failed
Lost myself from the game when I found myself from the cell
And I found myself from the fame when I lost myself in the pills
And you cannot mess with me still, seen the boys and they winnin’
Underdogs of the year, Cleveland boys in the buildin’
What the f*ck is a ceiling?
I’m taking us to the top
And when I leave the whole world drops
Lace up Kells

[Hook: Ester Dean]
I hear voices in the air
I hear it loud and clear
They’re telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just wanna listen
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
I am

MACHINE GUN KELLY – Intro

And that my friends is how we rage
When all two hundred old boys come back to their home state
EST what the fuck?
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
I say EST (what the fuck?)
Say EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
Flow nights motherfucker

MACHINE GUN KELLY – Hy For Dayz

Fuckin’ foolie foolie foolie foolies

I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea

I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea

I got a box of the swisher sweets
I get a box every single week
My eyes so low, I ride solo
I tell ‘er ho come blow with the chief
I got a blunt bitch runnin’ by me
If my pack here talk and say come and try me
No stress between fine G’s
As long they stay the fuck away from my tree
Yea, EST my team
We go Wu Tang on that crim
Girl head full of oil she
Cuz I have her hair by the zip of my jeans
I’m fly, take a look at my wings
Realize I’m in need of supervising
Nigga no strap but the gun go bang
So do my pack yea lick the chain
I insist we talk about train man, a chick recognize my game
She do some shit that I can’t explain
It’s like an angel within’ her brain
She sucks (she sucks) She sucks (she sucks)
Like a dirt ball go for show
I let her break down all of my tree
And she go for the head, might put that on

I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea

I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea

I put a rack on top of rack
Take a hit now pass that bag
No seed inside my sack
Better don’t be OG my pack
I got this AC in my cup
When I’m with Chuck we be sippin’ that yuck
We be sippin’ that yuck, gonna throw that back
Take 2 puffs, let ‘er stroke my shaft
Slim so slow but I never roll
I cut like the mold of the stove
I got them shook like a bottle of Rose
E and my team, we pop and go
Your girl wanna kiss my tat
Fuckin’ stay, let ‘er suck my swag
And I came inside her life
And introduces that girl that bag
That pad, that paddy up turn it down, loud is loud
Them people lookin’ around, uh that’s smellin’ like a pound
But there ain’t no shame in my game
My kush got a crazy name
I like that mouth that trampoline
I’m so high, I be rockin’ in 10 uh

I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea

I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea