Released: October 12, 2007

Songwriter: Machine Gun Kelly

[Verse 1]
Killer Kells!
Hold, lemme get my 2's in
The game open they doors for me
Man, tell me, who let you in?
In a crack between the walls so small
You couldn't even fit your boots in (Damn!)
Dump heat whenever I speak
MC's 6 feet deep underneath all them tulips
He shootin', shootin', MGK, man, he
Flow sick enough I just, epidemic in the street
Suck on my dick and you will
Smoke a little weed, I get higher than a motherfucker
'Til somebody holler my name in the street out like
Meet him, greet him, get his girl leaving
Guts, I beat them, [?], I keep them
[?]
I'm in England spending Euros, [?]
So instead of white, I'm European
Rap like crack, now you're OD'ing
Come up with any drama than my family ties
Then fold you like an accordion
And according to the crack in the sidewalk
All you [?] bitches
Now my door's [?]
I'll rip you off your fucking hinges
Quit pretending, pretentious, two bitches come get at me
Red dots all over your face like acne
Click, click

[Chorus]
No need to buck shots, this a warning
I told all my dogs, "stop, this my own shit"
Cut all that tough talk, or you will get [?]
Knuckles to the mugshot, happy Halloween, good morning
No need to buck shots, this a warning
I told all my dogs, "stop, this my own shit"
Cut all that tough talk, or you will get more than
Knuckles to the mugshot, homie, good ---

[Verse 2]
Man, I could [*coughs*] on this track and I bless it
Spit them AR clips out my mouth
I don't [?] because [?]
Now I'm gonna [?] months with a comeback 4-5 bit like Jordan
I make more money than your parents' salary combined
Plus yours recorded
So please tell your girl to remove her jaws from the E-N-D of my dick
Aw, what you eating?
You've always dining on the [?], so
Bye, bye, bitch!
Do not touch Killer Kid, I'm flammable
[?] like my flow's tangible
And I'll eat your ass like Hannibal
I'm a motherfucking animal
Give me, like, one chance to prove to you [?]
Swoop through your motherfucking hood
[?] like a can of Campbell's soup
So you better thank [?] for letting me battle you
'Cause I made your whole crew look like pussies
Turn around, I made a fucking ass of you
So now my shit all in your face
I earraped you on this track, let's hope I don't catch a case
No homo, but this faggot better recognize his place
Or a [?] straight to the ---

[Chorus]
No need to buck shots, this a warning
I told all my dogs, "stop, this my own shit"
Cut all that tough talk, or you will get [?]
Knuckles to the mugshot, happy Halloween, good morning
No need to buck shots, this a warning
I told all my dogs, "stop, this my own shit"
Cut all that tough talk, or you will get more than
Knuckles to the mugshot, homie, good ---

Machine Gun Kelly

Initially garnering attention from his viral song “Chip Off The Block,” then later the club banger “Wild Boy,” MGK has built a strong core fanbase through interactivity among other things. He’s known to the general media by his crazy antics, tattoos, and outspokenness.

On March 17, 2017, MGK confirmed his name to be Colson Baker, by posting a photo of his identification card to Instagram.

Check his website, and YouTube page for a closer look into the Lace Up movement.