Wild Boy - Intellectual

[HOOK - MGK]

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

Yea bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O

I’m a wild boy, I’ma I'mma wild boy

I’m a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need O's

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-O

I’m a wild boy, I’ma I'mma wild boy

I’m a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need O's

[Verse 1 - Corny]

Uh, I'm a wild boy and its obvious, not Steve-O but Chris Pontius

I Party Boy, I'm the raunchiest. I got a unique flow and a long penis

And I'd love to see it on the lips of any downright naughty bitch

Who's dirtier than my laundry is and will make it fast like Ghandi did

All I know is liquor got me feeling like the man

Maybe cuz I am, maybe cuz I can spit it on a level that you wouldn't understand

Can't afford an ounce so I went and bought a gram

Smoked it with your bitch and she took it like a champ

I'm talking bout my dick, I ain't talking bout the plant

She can handle dick and cannabis at the same time and I'm a fan of it

She's a fan of Chris, so the feelings mutual

But I don't even like her, I just find her useful

Her dick sucking skills have earned my approval

But if she falls in love, I'll need bitch removal

So I can go back to my business as usual

Just kill every beat and stay forever youthful

I can find a new bitch to blow my bugle

And she'll probably be better if I'm being truthful...

You will never be where I am currently

Burning purple tree, not earning currency

Sipping on liquor until its hurting me

All the bad bitches want to have a turn with me

Sharing me like a child toy

So fuckin insane, I'm a wild boy

To understand me you'd have to put on my shoes and walk a thousand miles boy

[Hook - MGK]

[Verse 2 - Corny]

I've said it before, but I'll say it again, I'm bout that wild boy lifestyle until the end

Always stay sipping on a pint of gin

And roll with a clique full of wild men

Don't you fucking get it? we are not the same

I'm crazy boy, I'm fucking insane

Smoking on an ounce of finest strains

And by the time I'm through with it I'll be losing my brain

Losing my mind, all I do is grind

What the fuck you mean "I'm wasting my time?"

Can't you fucking hear it I'm on point with the rhymes

If I didn't fucking spit it would be a crime

So accurate I'm so precise

Wild boys never have sober nights

Unknown despite my flow is nice

But its better underrated than overhyped

What's the point of a buzz if you lack the talent?

I've been discounted overlooked and doubted

But I don't really mind its just another challenge

Stay up late nights like Jimmy Fallon

Fuck an eighth I need an ounce and

Fuck a fifth I'll drink a gallon

That's wild boy but I'm about it

Take so many shots, that I stop counting

YEAAAAAAAH

I'm wild boy, you better believe it

YEAAAAAAAH

I've got a goal and I'm gonna achieve it

Now I got the skill so all I need is

The recognition that your receiving

I'll intercept it, then I'll keep it, got this shit on lock like Darrelle Revis

Yea bitch, yea bitch call me Revis

I got it locked down, got it, got it locked down

I got it locked down, I bet you wanna be Chris!