LOCO

(Verse 1)

Rumors, suseratte how all my dreams fantasized; not true!/

Recurrin flicks, hunted, demonical, I don’t see that angle, hypotenuse/

Across from right one, hypothetically, only person stoppin you is you-/

Have never walked a second in my shoes, guess I wouldn’t fuckin know, cuz I’m not you/

Doesn’t matter gross, matters growth/

God granted permish- to gloat/

Crossed T notta X, Lamb is the G.O.A.T/

Sea breeze, Palm Trees/

Catch me drippin by Southern Coast/ (WET!)

Life’s demandin/

Latinas; Miami/

Espanol, bitches Bilingual/

Cristiano que peca, todavía agradecido por el bueno libro/

(Chorus)

Bible handy, ain’t doin it solo/

Fast off the draw, slow pokes/

Comin fo’ my throat’s like an ant strangled a giant in a chokehold, thasa no-go/

Ballin out on ya bozos/

Fuckin thought-so, I fuckin know so/

Low blows, learned to roll with ‘em punches/

Damn, wo! I’m Loco/

(Verse 2)

Loco, crazy/

Wild beast smokin beats, ya’ll can’t tame me/

Unda pressure, the constant pressure made me/

The man I am, what the hell is it I’m chasing?/

Horny women paradin fabricated love?/

Sober, high I desiderate’s a drug/

Fog lingers, mentally fucked/

Talk large game, rifled buckshot, slug/

To the brain/

Neck craned/

Shit overcame/

Manner coarse-grained/

Unashamed, explain/

NOLA, ain’t a Saint yet saved/

Sporty sneakers when I’m runnin on the track, they solely entertained/

Problems, hide ‘em, what’s inside him, C’mon, spill it, Chain/

Demons, fight ‘em, put C ina Asylum, He’s loco, insane/

(Chorus)

Bible handy, ain’t doin it solo/

Fast off the draw, slow pokes/

Comin fo’ my throat’s like an ant strangled a giant in a chokehold, thasa no-go/ (No-go)

Ballin out on ya bozos/

Fuckin thought-so, I fuckin know so/

Low blows, learned to roll with ‘em punches/

Damn, wo! I’m Loco/

(Say it again!)

Bible handy, ain’t doin it solo/

Fast off the draw, slow pokes/

Comin fo’ my throat’s like an ant strangled a giant in a chokehold, thasa no-go/ (No-go)

Ballin out on ya bozos/ (Splash)

Fuckin thought-so, I fuckin know so/

Low blows, learned to roll with ‘em punches/ (Yeah)

Damn, wo! I’m Loco/