Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, I am Steve-O
Hahahahahah, ah-hah!
Cobains back, yeah, Cobains back
Got all these crazy white boys yelling Cobains back
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me 2 Chainz
Eat your girl, wear my necklace, call it food chain
Im a wild boy, been that way for a while boy
All I kill is beats and pussy, still aint went on trial for it
Southside, my chain glowing, If them lames going then I aint going
My aim good, my pistol dirty, chopper clean them like dish detergent
Kobe Bryant but the sicker version, Big Meech but the spitter version Meek Milly!
Stacey Dash but a thicker version , getting head while the engine running, ugh!
Aye, Im a wild boy, strapped down like a cowboy
Im really in the game, you just a towel boy
I pull up in that thang all on them alloys
With so many karats on, Bugs Bunnyll die for
Your bitch call me Steve-O, cause I ball like Im D-Rose
My neck be on sub-zero and I wont save her, no hero
My wrist done cost me a Maro, got your whip on my wrist
You keep my name in your mouth but it keep your bitch on my dick, nigga!
Bitch, I got my beanie and my hoodie. Here go the dick, bet you know where to put it
Im rougher than Buckwheats hair, you niggas softer than Jell-O pudding
I stack them up, I keep counting digits, you falling down to London bridges
Laughing at you bitches like Na-na boo boo, bitch, cause Im back up in here
I rip it up, I put it down when it get mean, 2 Chain, Meek Mill with the nicotine
French Montana and Machine Gun Kelly, I aint gotta tell you how I act on 16
Gangstas dont dance no more, pussy ass nigga better stay in his place
How many times you seen one fucking rapper kill so many mother fucking rappers with an 8?
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
R-r-riding with them young boys, rolling up that O-G
Rather have a hothead than to have some cold feet
Homeboy its 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, f-f-fresher than a newborn
They try to sign a whole group, started from the group home
Moving like a boss move, MGK my dawg, fool
You know Im a wild boy, cocaine cowboy
Had a show in Cleveland, law shut it down
Dropped that gangsta shit, security couldnt control the crowd
Bitches on that drank, my niggas on that loud
Niggas talking foul, my pistol talking POW!
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, Im a dope boy
Top gone where it go boy?
Lamb fettuccine sauce, inside broccoli
Got that Machine Gun Kelly and its screamin Cock me
Everybody shut up Couple of them ready to do it different
Whenever I tell them bitches to come up And I aint talking bout the stairs, Im talking for air
Somebody light a blunt up , call me Steve-O bitch, I put a nut up
In front of your mothers face like its nothing. Puff it till my eyes yellow when Im with them, sun up 
What I need a shirt for? What I need a shirt for?
Tatted up from my head to toe like what I need this shirt fo?
What do I need to work for? I smack the boss at my job, boy
Fucking hoes like Im Austin Powers giving golden showers, thats wild boy 
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, fuck an eighth, I need Os
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Im a wild boy, Im a, Im a wild boy
Hahahahahah