Mgk 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 your 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?)
f*cked two girls that looked like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler

[Refrain]
Back shot, back shot, back shot
Back shot, right behind the backdrop
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, hoe, I'll be damned, ho
Yeah, ho, I'm the man, hoe, 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 them
Shouts for the flow G Herbo and them
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, Gunna
[Refrain]
Back shot, back shot, back shot
Back shot, right behind the backdrop
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