Listen to Loco song with lyrics from Vince Staples

Loco

Vince Staples, Kilo Kish16 Sep 2016

Loco Lyrics

Loco - Vince Staples/Kilo Kish

Written by:Vince Staples/Dacoury Natche/John Graham Hill/Lakisha Robinson

I load the 44

Then paint the van gogh

She rang the front door

She came commando

She came and rambled

I came and rolled over

No time for conversations cold shoulders

Outta my mind

She outta red wine

She woozy b**ch bourgeois straight from Dubai

She love the hip hop and love my slick talk

Give head then begged the boy to crip walk

I write the James Joyce

Don't need the rolls Royce

I need a straight jacket finna go bat sh*t

Sick of these rapper stealing my swagger

Tryna run with the penmanship practiced

Gangsta gone Gatsby

Fades with no lotion

Get this sh*t cracking

Crack his jaw open

Crack in my system

Daddy loved smoking

Like he loved smoking niggas no joking

Everybody get a little bit crazy

Seems like you've been feeling that lately

 

Everybody gets a little bit lonely

 

Keep breathing slowly slowly

 

Right place at the wrong time

 

Wrong turn in my own mind

 

Right place at the wrong time

 

Got lost in my own mind

 

It's okay hey Vince it's me

Things are going pretty great and this ain't what you need

Don't need to waste your time on an ignorant f**k

Send me some more money we'll laugh it all up

Hey remember how we used to fight in pre k

 

Mama whooped that a** for 3 days

 

Parties at McDonald's for our birthday

It's okay it's okay guess I should say

Lemme tell ya 'bout when a ni**a went crazy

 

At the Marriott having kurt Cobain dreams

Lemme tell ya bout when a ni**a went loco

Ace hotel shoulda stayed at the Soho

Housekeeping keep knocking on my door though

Don't she know I'm staring in the mirror with a 44

Tryna get my head straight

She tryna get the bed straight

No room to think

Kaboom on the sink

Uhh me tienes harta

Pinche baboso abre los ojos

Quien te cres eh el muy chingon

Date cuenta de lo que tienes

Tu no eres nadien

Ya no eres niñ o

You're a grown a** mutherf**kin' man

 

Nadie te toma enserio

I f**kin' hate you just leave me the f**k alone

Pinche puto desgraciado

Pinche vato pendejo

 

I f**kin' hate you

 

Everybody get a little bit crazy

Seems like you've been feeling that lately

 

Everybody gets a little bit lonely

Keep breathing slowly slowly

 

Right place at the wrong time

 

Wrong turn in my own mind

 

Right place at the wrong time

 

Got lost in my own mind

 

It's okay hey Vince it's me

Things are going pretty great and this ain't what you need

Don't need to waste your time on an ignorant f**k

Send me some more money we'll laugh it all up

Hey remember how we used to fight in pre k

 

Mama whooped that a** for 3 days

 

Parties at McDonald's for our birthday

 

It's okay it's okay guess I should say

In the black Benz speeding with my black skin gleaming

Out the window

Tints low baby come and see em where the rent low

Been gone I don't need a shrink

I need a hit song tryna show the world a ni**a

Tweaking

Been a schizo crip though off of 65th though

Anybody killer I ain't aiming when the sh*t blow

Jumping through your window finna hit a lick mode

Thugging since the flip phone don't be who I flip on

 

We all waste away what are you looking for

 

We all waste away what do you got in store

 

We all waste away cause I can't take much more

 

We all waste away rather be lost and poor

 

What my pastor say some sh*t that I don't believe

 

What my master say ni**a you won't be free

 

Until you pass away razor on my sleeve

 

Tryna compensate this pain it run so deep

 

But you a star they say you mean so much to me

 

Mean so much to me

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***