Psycho (slowed + reverb)

Damn, my AP goin' psycho
Lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
Got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho
Lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
Got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend
When I'm rollin' through my ends, though

You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it"
30 for a walk through, man, we had that bitch lit
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'

And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold"
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it go, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no

Damn, my AP goin' psycho
Lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
Got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho
Lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show
Got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend
When I'm rollin' through my ends, though