Loco Lyrics - Vince Staples

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 bitch 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 shit 

Sick of these rapper stealing my swagger 

Tryna run with the penmanship practiced 

Gangsta gone Gatsby 

Fades with no lotion 

Get this shit cracking 

Crack his jaw open 

Crack in my system 

Daddy loved smoking 

Like he loved smoking niggas no joking 

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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 fuck 

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

Hey, remember how we used to fight in Pre-K? 

Mama whooped that ass for 3 days 

Parties at McDonald's for our birthday 

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

Photos 

Lemme tell ya 'bout, when a nigga went crazy 

At the Marriott, having Kurt Cobain dreams 

Lemme tell ya bout, when a nigga 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 niño) 

Todo lo que quieres hacer te sale mal, eres un estupido no sabes nada 

(You're a grown ass mutherfuckin' man) 

Nadie te toma enserio 

(I fuckin' hate you, just leave me the fuck alone) 

Sabes que, vete a la chingada me caes gordo 

(pinche puto desgraciado) 

Pinche vato pendejo 

(I fuckin' 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 fuck 

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

Hey, remember how we used to fight in Pre-K? 

Mama whooped that ass 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 nigga 

Tweaking 

Been a schizo crip though off of 65th though 

Anybody killer I ain't aiming when the shit 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 shit that I don't believe 

What my master say? Nigga, 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"