Psycho
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, what?)
Number one rule, she gon' suck the dick from the back if I ask her
Rule number two haha (Oh my god)
Uhmm
I don't have a dick, hahaha
Bitch I've been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Kids a fucking monster I feel like I'm Ben 10
Niggas bugging me I don't fuck with you insects
Heard you don't want smoke yeah they're scared of the incense
Feeling like I'm Tay-K I'll turn you to past tense
All you pussy niggas I swear this your last chance
I'm about my dollars my niggas don't make sense (cents)
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Okay like
Gucci on me
Serpents on my collar
I don't fuck with snakes
Stick on me, stick on, stick on me
Like some fucking tape
OK her favorite hoodie, 444 and camo
She thought it was bape
OK her favorite kink, yeah her favorite kink
She said it was rape
Yeah
You niggas is rats reminding me of 6iine
Water my neck remind me of a riptide
I tie her up she looking cute in zip ties
Thick thighs she gon' ride my dick like zip lines
"I was saying–, when are you gonna put me on a song?
Cause you keep- (in-audible reversed words) -
You probably scared because you already know
Once I get on that, I'm taking all your clout!"
Some of you never got no pussy
And it fucking shows
Wish a nigga would
He gon have to find the dragon balls
Posted up on your main bitch Snapchat
And I'm sucking toes
Feeling kind of cute
Might rob your boyfriend, I don't know
Wristband on me running shit like Fitbit
Hit it from the back her spine it twists like rip stick
Spit in her mouth and then I told her drink bitch
Big drip got me feeling like a sink bitch
Big stick, on my body got me looking like I'm hiking aye
I just caught a battery charge, shock 'eem boy like lightning uh
Blade on me like Meta Knight, get it right
Or get stabbed in the middle of the night uh
I got bars like a pedal bike, fight a Dyke
Niggas talking shit like I won't shoot em right
Uh
I like your bitch ooh I do
You talking shit but who are you? uh
You in my DM's? Oh that's ya BM?
Left him on read (red) like Suwoop
I work magic like voodoo uh
Niggas watch me like YouTube
Make him disappear like Houdini aye
Now they try to find you like blues clues uh
Bitch I've been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Kids a fucking monster I feel like I'm Ben 10
Niggas bugging me I don't fuck with you insects
Heard you don't want smoke yeah they're scared of the incense
Feeling like I'm Tay-K I'll turn you to past tense
All you pussy niggas I swear this your last chance
I'm about my dollars my niggas don't make sense (cents)
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Okay like
Look, okay, now You should pray for me
All the police always chased me, huh
Five bands on these Robin jeans, these not Old Navy, uh
My whip got no keys, I push to start it, like Lil Baby, uh
I walk in the party with my pistol, it's off safety, wait
I'm trapped in these bars with some pay per view
Holy shit, I didn't pay for the internet, brodie
It might get cut off, suddenly, lights out
I be fuckin' on your bitch when it's nice out
Never talk shit nowadays, niggas type now
Gotta keep a cap lock 'case they wanna fight now
Bitch
Then it's back to my case
I cannot fuck her if she don't have MySpace
I'ma need to date her to fuck at fuckin' my place
I won't tell a thooter where I live, she get the highway
(You can now leave)
Bitch
Been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant
All my bitches is poppin', I never get limp dick
She gon' give me top, I said, "Swallow it, don't spit"
This ain't Harry Potter, I'm whippin' a whole pot
Make it disappear, got my shit on the whole block
This a fuckin' Rolex, it never be on tock
Twenty-thousand dollars, I bought me a whole clock, like, look
Bitches, uh, on me, uh
I know, uh, I'm sorry
I don't love you, baby, uh
I just want the toppy, uh
Rule number five
Never tell your kids that Santa Claus is a lie
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I grew up like, fuckin', I'm-I'm not even a kid
Where's my childhood? (Why would you fuckin' lie to me?)
Fucked up in the Audi with your bitch, she take her shirt off, uh
Me in that Benzo, all I do is fuckin' skrt off, uh
I'm sorry I had to go off on y'all, haha, that's aggressive
They say that I'm the best and all, ehh, that offensive
My clothes is not from the mall at all, haha, they expensive
These haters, I might just kill them all, yeah, sounds effective
I guess I'm gone, mm, look
I'm with your mom, mm, look
We at the mall, mm, look
Might spend it all
Number one rule, she gon' suck the dick from the back if I ask her
Rule number two haha (Oh my god)
Uhmm
I don't have a dick, hahaha
Bitch I've been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Kids a fucking monster I feel like I'm Ben 10
Niggas bugging me I don't fuck with you insects
Heard you don't want smoke yeah they're scared of the incense
Feeling like I'm Tay-K I'll turn you to past tense
All you pussy niggas I swear this your last chance
I'm about my dollars my niggas don't make sense (cents)
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Okay like
Gucci on me
Serpents on my collar
I don't fuck with snakes
Stick on me, stick on, stick on me
Like some fucking tape
OK her favorite hoodie, 444 and camo
She thought it was bape
OK her favorite kink, yeah her favorite kink
She said it was rape
Yeah
You niggas is rats reminding me of 6iine
Water my neck remind me of a riptide
I tie her up she looking cute in zip ties
Thick thighs she gon' ride my dick like zip lines
"I was saying–, when are you gonna put me on a song?
Cause you keep- (in-audible reversed words) -
You probably scared because you already know
Once I get on that, I'm taking all your clout!"
Some of you never got no pussy
And it fucking shows
Wish a nigga would
He gon have to find the dragon balls
Posted up on your main bitch Snapchat
And I'm sucking toes
Feeling kind of cute
Might rob your boyfriend, I don't know
Wristband on me running shit like Fitbit
Hit it from the back her spine it twists like rip stick
Spit in her mouth and then I told her drink bitch
Big drip got me feeling like a sink bitch
Big stick, on my body got me looking like I'm hiking aye
I just caught a battery charge, shock 'eem boy like lightning uh
Blade on me like Meta Knight, get it right
Or get stabbed in the middle of the night uh
I got bars like a pedal bike, fight a Dyke
Niggas talking shit like I won't shoot em right
Uh
I like your bitch ooh I do
You talking shit but who are you? uh
You in my DM's? Oh that's ya BM?
Left him on read (red) like Suwoop
I work magic like voodoo uh
Niggas watch me like YouTube
Make him disappear like Houdini aye
Now they try to find you like blues clues uh
Bitch I've been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Kids a fucking monster I feel like I'm Ben 10
Niggas bugging me I don't fuck with you insects
Heard you don't want smoke yeah they're scared of the incense
Feeling like I'm Tay-K I'll turn you to past tense
All you pussy niggas I swear this your last chance
I'm about my dollars my niggas don't make sense (cents)
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Okay like
Look, okay, now You should pray for me
All the police always chased me, huh
Five bands on these Robin jeans, these not Old Navy, uh
My whip got no keys, I push to start it, like Lil Baby, uh
I walk in the party with my pistol, it's off safety, wait
I'm trapped in these bars with some pay per view
Holy shit, I didn't pay for the internet, brodie
It might get cut off, suddenly, lights out
I be fuckin' on your bitch when it's nice out
Never talk shit nowadays, niggas type now
Gotta keep a cap lock 'case they wanna fight now
Bitch
Then it's back to my case
I cannot fuck her if she don't have MySpace
I'ma need to date her to fuck at fuckin' my place
I won't tell a thooter where I live, she get the highway
(You can now leave)
Bitch
Been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant
All my bitches is poppin', I never get limp dick
She gon' give me top, I said, "Swallow it, don't spit"
This ain't Harry Potter, I'm whippin' a whole pot
Make it disappear, got my shit on the whole block
This a fuckin' Rolex, it never be on tock
Twenty-thousand dollars, I bought me a whole clock, like, look
Bitches, uh, on me, uh
I know, uh, I'm sorry
I don't love you, baby, uh
I just want the toppy, uh
Rule number five
Never tell your kids that Santa Claus is a lie
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I grew up like, fuckin', I'm-I'm not even a kid
Where's my childhood? (Why would you fuckin' lie to me?)
Fucked up in the Audi with your bitch, she take her shirt off, uh
Me in that Benzo, all I do is fuckin' skrt off, uh
I'm sorry I had to go off on y'all, haha, that's aggressive
They say that I'm the best and all, ehh, that offensive
My clothes is not from the mall at all, haha, they expensive
These haters, I might just kill them all, yeah, sounds effective
I guess I'm gone, mm, look
I'm with your mom, mm, look
We at the mall, mm, look
Might spend it all
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Kirkpatrick
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