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Loco Video (MV)




Performed By: Wizz Havinn
Length: 2:04
Written by: Tareek Williams




Wizz Havinn - Loco Lyrics
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Yeah, nigga
Man, my wrist so icy
(DDot cold as a motherf*cker, on God)
Nigga, uh, my-
Yeah, nigga
Come on, uh, ayy

My neck, my wrist so icy
Can't cuff a bitch, no wifey
I'm up, no bluff, real life shit
What the f*ck? They ain't never seen nothin' like this
Bling-blaow, nigga, all my ice'll blind you
Street nigga, I'll take the Polo over designer
No show if I don't see a backend on my arrival
Loco, what I go, if a nigga think he gon' try somethin'

I got rackades
Old broke-ass nigga, you just act paid
Turnt her every way but loose and now she act crazy
Would've went to college if they had a trap major
I'ma stack this pape', yeah, it's crazy if I fall off
Nigga ass keep flaggin', say it's smoke and wanna call off
Bae say she got work, I'm like, "F*ck it, man, call off"
Couple days with my, get your pussy beat and we gon' ball out

My neck, my wrist so icy
Can't cuff a bitch, no wifey
I'm up, no bluff, real life shit
What the f*ck? They ain't never seen nothin' like this
Bling-blaow, nigga, all my ice'll blind you
Street nigga, I'll take the Polo over designer
No show if I don't see a backend on my arrival
Loco, what I go, if a nigga think he gon' try somethin'
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Yeah, nigga
Man, my wrist so icy
(DDot cold as a motherf*cker, on God)
Nigga, uh, my-
Yeah, nigga
Come on, uh, ayy

My neck, my wrist so icy
Can't cuff a bitch, no wifey
I'm up, no bluff, real life shit
What the f*ck? They ain't never seen nothin' like this
Bling-blaow, nigga, all my ice'll blind you
Street nigga, I'll take the Polo over designer
No show if I don't see a backend on my arrival
Loco, what I go, if a nigga think he gon' try somethin'

I got rackades
Old broke-ass nigga, you just act paid
Turnt her every way but loose and now she act crazy
Would've went to college if they had a trap major
I'ma stack this pape', yeah, it's crazy if I fall off
Nigga ass keep flaggin', say it's smoke and wanna call off
Bae say she got work, I'm like, "F*ck it, man, call off"
Couple days with my, get your pussy beat and we gon' ball out

My neck, my wrist so icy
Can't cuff a bitch, no wifey
I'm up, no bluff, real life shit
What the f*ck? They ain't never seen nothin' like this
Bling-blaow, nigga, all my ice'll blind you
Street nigga, I'll take the Polo over designer
No show if I don't see a backend on my arrival
Loco, what I go, if a nigga think he gon' try somethin'
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Writer: Tareek Williams
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