Psycho

Yayo I know, we a little loud but
You'll turn me up some more
In my headphones (mmhm)

I go stupid I go psycho I go dumb (Raymiiii)
Which one do You go Raymi?
All of the above
How You doing all that talking wit my pussy on your tongue
Psych ward You coming down, I'm unit 101
Im diagnosed for going dumb
When You thinking its all fun
Ima move You out the way
If im knowing im not gone cum
See me
I'm from Chatham baby
Cozy in them slums
Drumlines is over here
Don't look down when You hear them drums
Im so use to that, You use me ima use You back
See dark tints like who is that
They send a shot, I send a Mac
My daddy was a fucking mack
Two Bentleys parked up in the back
On deuces like its pity pat
Dont like me then I pity that
Im pretty but that semi clap
Gucci shirt
Fendi hat
That Kitty Kat is fity fat
These hoes mad
They envy that
Yo nigga tripping
I give him back
I'm That bitch that's a fact
Add it up I don't subtract
Lil cheeks but watch em clap
Eat it up see that's a snack
Take him down
That's a nap
Oh You love me? That's a trap
Running hoes the final lap
Wheeeeew
Small chick with a booty
I need a nigga like Gucci
If I give him my coocie
I make him sing like he Lucci
Give me money need plenty
Buy me whips that mean hemi
Clouded Jewlery offend me
For that you catching a semi
Not a stripper but tip me
And I ain't talking no 50s
I'm talking 100s or better
Play with me
It's a never

I'm talking 100s or better
Play with me
It's a never ay

I'm talking 100s or better
Play with me
It's a never



Credits
Writer(s): Djelano Winter, Raymi Smith, Deonte Armani Collins
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