Psycho
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
Pull up with a lambo
Pull up I go Rambo
Don't know where I can go
But I will never land though
Watch me from the stands yo
I go up like a soprano
Flexing like I'm Van Gogh
Pulling up in France though
Light it up like Paris
Catch em as they're staring
Everything is so generic
So I flair it
You a dummie
You a mummy
I'm a real one
You don't know me
You dont know me
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
Ain't no psycho I'm not crazy yuh
But don't hate me yuh
We ain't hazy yuh
We ain't lazy yuh
Me and chosen off our rockers
Writing songs ain't no authors
We ait softer
We is harder
Flexing like a baller
We no psycho
Get it right tho
Ballin day and night tho
I know
It ain't right tho
Takin flight tho
We is solo name in lights tho
We don't fight tho
We go home
We fightin through the slo mo
We fightin through already know
We fightin through so take notes
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
Me and lil crum
Yeah we get it done
We ain't here to run
Here to stay
Here to run the game
Y'all know what I'm saying
Y'all know what I do
Y'all just always lose
Y'all just fight the blues
Y'all fight with your crews
Flex like terry crews
Like a laker
With the haters
With my paper
Like Lonzo
Y'all just wanna hesitate
I flex like I'm mark mo
I dance like a tiger
I run like a cheetah
Got me feeling like Jordan
Yeah I'm the goat
But where are the sneakers
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
Pull up with a lambo
Pull up I go Rambo
Don't know where I can go
But I will never land though
Watch me from the stands yo
I go up like a soprano
Flexing like I'm Van Gogh
Pulling up in France though
Light it up like Paris
Catch em as they're staring
Everything is so generic
So I flair it
You a dummie
You a mummy
I'm a real one
You don't know me
You dont know me
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
Ain't no psycho I'm not crazy yuh
But don't hate me yuh
We ain't hazy yuh
We ain't lazy yuh
Me and chosen off our rockers
Writing songs ain't no authors
We ait softer
We is harder
Flexing like a baller
We no psycho
Get it right tho
Ballin day and night tho
I know
It ain't right tho
Takin flight tho
We is solo name in lights tho
We don't fight tho
We go home
We fightin through the slo mo
We fightin through already know
We fightin through so take notes
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
Me and lil crum
Yeah we get it done
We ain't here to run
Here to stay
Here to run the game
Y'all know what I'm saying
Y'all know what I do
Y'all just always lose
Y'all just fight the blues
Y'all fight with your crews
Flex like terry crews
Like a laker
With the haters
With my paper
Like Lonzo
Y'all just wanna hesitate
I flex like I'm mark mo
I dance like a tiger
I run like a cheetah
Got me feeling like Jordan
Yeah I'm the goat
But where are the sneakers
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
All this fakeness makes me psycho
You don't want this oh I know
Got it on my wrist that's just for show
All this fakeness makes me psycho
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Writer(s): Ryan Mayberry
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