Psycho

Pull up to my whip
We gone see how the night goes
Whipping in the ride
Going psycho

Say I don't drink
But I might though
Pour it in a cup
Baby let's go
Roll up a dutch while you drive
Big smoke, passenger side

Feeling on me like you want some
Hands on you when we slide
West coast shit on the 405
Dark outside but it's 85
Pull up to your place
Here we go again
You say you don't like girls
Can we just pretend
Baby for one night
Baby let me in
Forget about your boyfriend

Pull up to my whip
We gone see how the night goes
Whipping in the ride
Going psycho

Let's hit the club, Bootsy Bellow
Let's get that table with bottles
See all the baddies in line
Walk right past 'cuz we fine
While they all talk
We go viral
Hands on you when we slide
West coast shit on the 405
Dark outside but it's 85

Pull up to wherever
Here we go again
They don't really like us
They don't understand
So we hit the highway
We don't need new friends
Summer on the rise
Let's go while we can
Hey, let's go while we can

Pull up to my whip
We gone see how the night goes
Whipping in the ride
Going psycho



Credits
Writer(s): Alicia Warren
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