LIL PSYCHOS (feat. Xanman)
Huh, huh
(This Koncept P, the beat knockin')
Beep, beep
Sleez, KLEAN UP KREW, 2200
(Trap-A-Holics, bitch)
Sleezy
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Fuck outta here)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (No-no)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Splash, splash)
We just might go, we some little psychos
I'm like Michael (Sleezy), Thriller with the rifle (Boom)
Fuck your white gold (Fuck outta here), heart on the ice-cold (Sleezy)
Fuck your life though (Fuck outta here), I'ma burn the Bible
My wrist a light show (Splash), man, you niggas type broke
I got two-fifty in my MST pocket (Mula)
I got two sticks with mе and some pocket rockets (Boom boom)
I got two bitchеs with me, wanna pop it, pop it
I gotta move quick, helicopters, choppers, choppers (Skrrt, skrrt)
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Fuck outta here)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (No-no)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Splash, splash)
We just might go, we some little psychos (Skrrt, skrrt)
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Boom)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (Fuck outta here)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Sleezy)
We just might go, we some little psychos (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
We some lil' psychos, I'm a killer (Woo, brrt, brrt)
I called the plug one time
I just can't get enough this time
Yeah, paying four-five is outta line
Nigga, horoscope, seein' all the signs (Seein' all the signs)
I really want you to be mine (Brrt)
Bitch nigga don't know what the streets like (Streets like)
In the field, can't wear my piece right (My piece right)
Bitch on my body like Old Spice (Ooh)
Real shooters, we grew up with no life (With no life)
Bitch, don't give me top, then the hoes might
With a raw nigga coming hard all night (All night)
Know where a nigga live, make a far right (Ooh)
Ayy, put a bad bitch in some Off-White (Ooh)
Hey, hey, hee (Like you ain't know?)
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Fuck outta here)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (No no)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Splash, splash)
We just might go, we some little psychos (Skrrt, skrrt)
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Boom)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (Fuck outta here)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Sleezy)
We just might go, we some little psychos (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
(This Koncept P, the beat knockin')
Beep, beep
Sleez, KLEAN UP KREW, 2200
(Trap-A-Holics, bitch)
Sleezy
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Fuck outta here)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (No-no)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Splash, splash)
We just might go, we some little psychos
I'm like Michael (Sleezy), Thriller with the rifle (Boom)
Fuck your white gold (Fuck outta here), heart on the ice-cold (Sleezy)
Fuck your life though (Fuck outta here), I'ma burn the Bible
My wrist a light show (Splash), man, you niggas type broke
I got two-fifty in my MST pocket (Mula)
I got two sticks with mе and some pocket rockets (Boom boom)
I got two bitchеs with me, wanna pop it, pop it
I gotta move quick, helicopters, choppers, choppers (Skrrt, skrrt)
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Fuck outta here)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (No-no)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Splash, splash)
We just might go, we some little psychos (Skrrt, skrrt)
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Boom)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (Fuck outta here)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Sleezy)
We just might go, we some little psychos (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
We some lil' psychos, I'm a killer (Woo, brrt, brrt)
I called the plug one time
I just can't get enough this time
Yeah, paying four-five is outta line
Nigga, horoscope, seein' all the signs (Seein' all the signs)
I really want you to be mine (Brrt)
Bitch nigga don't know what the streets like (Streets like)
In the field, can't wear my piece right (My piece right)
Bitch on my body like Old Spice (Ooh)
Real shooters, we grew up with no life (With no life)
Bitch, don't give me top, then the hoes might
With a raw nigga coming hard all night (All night)
Know where a nigga live, make a far right (Ooh)
Ayy, put a bad bitch in some Off-White (Ooh)
Hey, hey, hee (Like you ain't know?)
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Fuck outta here)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (No no)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Splash, splash)
We just might go, we some little psychos (Skrrt, skrrt)
And you gotta go, that's just how my life goes (Boom)
Why you wife hoes? No, we don't like those (Fuck outta here)
Got black, got Spanish, got white hoes (Sleezy)
We just might go, we some little psychos (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Alejandro Penso, Unknown Writer Unknown Writer
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